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Philadelphia,  May  34th,  *  7g7, 
THE  Synod  of  Newark  and  Phila- 
delphia did  allow  Dr.  Watts's  Imita 
Jion  of  David's  Psalms,  as  revifed 
h  Mr.  Baring  to  be  fang  in  the  Church- 
es, and  Families  under  their  care. 
Extradled  from  the  Records  of  Synod,  by 

GEORGE  DUFFIELD,  D.  D* 

Stated  Clerk  of  Synod, 


To  the   READER, 

IT  is  ad  new 'edged  by  the  bejl  Judges  of  the  Sa- 
cred Text,  that  the  Book  a/Pfalms,  in  its  origin- 
al D refit  is  <*  Collection  of  the  ?nofl  elevated  and 
fublime  Compositions  that  are  to  be  found  in  any 
Language;  and  it  has  been  often  lamentedt  that  fo 
much  of  the  Piety,  Dignity,  and  Poetic  Excellence 
efthe  Original  has  been  loft  in  all  the  Atteivpts  that 
have  been  yet  made,  to  give  us  a  literal  Truncation 
ef  it  in  Englifh  Verfe.  Many  Chrijlians  have  alfi 
nvijhedtofee  the  Sub/lance  of  this  excellent  Collec- 
tion, cloathed  in  Language  7fiore  adapted  to  the 
brighter  Difcoveries  of  the  Gofpel,  and  the  State 
of  the  Chriftian  Worfhip;  that  they  may  be  funj 
with  Under/landing  and  Devotion,  and  thereby  con- 
tribute to  the  Elevation  and  Improvement  of  the 
Chriftian  Temper.  This  has  been  happily  executed 
by  the  learned  and 'pious  Dr.  Watts,  and  the  Pfalmr 
which  he  omitted  have  been  fupplied  by  Mr.  Barlow, 
nearly  in  the  fame  Spirit  and  Stile;  and  all  local 
References,  which  were  found  in  Dr.  Watts' £ 
Imitation,  have  been  carefully  altered,  fo  as  to  ren- 
der the  Cempofttion  better  adapted  to  the  Circum- 
ftances  ofChrifiians  in  every  Country* 


(gjfr =**■ 


THE 


PSALMS  of  DAVID 

IMITATED  m  THE  LANGUAGE  OF  THE 

NEW  TESTAMENT. 

i 

P  SAL  M  i.     Common  Metre. 

The  way  and  end  off  be  righteous  and  the  wicked. 

1  RLHrSi?,DJs  the  "?an  who  fhuns  the  P]ace 
-  in.    rre  finner5iove  to  meet; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  fca  ffer's  feat ; 
*  But  in  the  ftatutes  o.f  the  Lord 
.   Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

il  He,  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 
By  living  waters  fet, 
Safe  from  the  ftorms  and  Wafting  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  ftate.] 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 
to!-i    c      Profeffion  ^ine; 
While  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 

Likeclufters  on  the  vine. 

5  Not  fo  th'  impious  andunjufl; 

What  vain  defigns  they  form! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duft, 
Or  chaff,  before  theftornu 


6  PSALM    I, 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  (hall  not  {land 

Among  the  fons  of.grace, 
When  Chrift, the  judge,  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well ; 

But  crooked  waysoffinners  lead 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

P  SALM  i.     Short  Metre. 
The  faint  happy — thejinnef  miferablc; 
t  HP  HE  man  is  ever  blefs'd 

J-    Who  (huns  the  finner's  ways, 
Among  their  councils  never  stands, 
Nor  takest  he  (corner's  place. 

%  But  makes  the  law  of  God 
His  ftudy  and  delight, 
Amidil  the  labors  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  fhall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root: 
Frefh  as  the  leaf  his  name  (hall  live, 
His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 

4  Notfoth'  ungodly  race, 

They  no  fuch  bleffings  find: 
Their  hopes  (hall  flee  likeempty  chafl 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  (land 

Before  thatjudgment-|eat, 
Where  all  the  faints  at  Chrift's  right  hand 
In  full  affembly  meet? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves, 

•The  way  the  righteous  go; 
But  tinners,  and  their  works,  (hall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 


PSALM    E  7 

PSALM  i.     Long  Metre. 
*The  difference  between  the  righteous  and  the  ivicked. 
%  TT APPY  th?  man,  whofe  cautious  feet 
XX  Shun  &   broad  way  that  finners  go, 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheifts  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  fcoffers  do. 
a  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Among  the  fiatutes  of  the  Lord: 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleafure,  pond'ring  o'er  the  word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  ftreams, 

Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  green ; 
And  heav'n  will  mine  with  kindeft  beams 
On  ev'ry  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  finners  find  their  counfels  crofs'd; 

as  chaff  before  the  tempeifc  flie,s, 
So  mall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 

When  the  laft  trumpet  fhakes  the  fkieg, 
$  In  vain  the  rebel  feeks  to  (land 

In  judgment  with  the  pious  race; 
Thedreadful  judge,  with  Hern  command, 

Divides  him  to  a  diff'rent  place. 

6  "  Strait  is  the  way  my  faints  have  trod, 
"  I  blefs'd  the  path,  and  drew  it  plain, 
*  But  you  would  choofe  the  crooked  road; 
"  And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  pain." 
P  SA  I  M  z.     Short  Metre. 
Tranflated  according  to  the  divine  pattern,  Ads 
iv.  $4,  &c. 
Chrijl  dying  >  rijing>  interceding,  and  reigning. 
[t  TV/FAKER  and  fov'reign  Lord 
XVX  Of  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees? 


*  PS  A  L  M  II. 

a  The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  David,  are  fulfills, 
When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join  to  flay 
Jefus,  thine  holy  child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  Jews  with  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  counfels  to  deftroy 
Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  defign; 
Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unjte, 
^gainft  his  Chrift  theyjoin. 

5  TVe  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  fupport  his  throne; 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
Hath  own'd  hirn  for  his  Son. 

PAUSE. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high, 

To  rule  the  fubject  earth; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads. 
And  pleads  his  heav'nJy  birth. 

7  Beneath  his  fov'reign  fway 

The  Gentile  nations  bend; 
Far  as  the  world's  re motefl  bounds 

His  kingdom  fhall  extend. 
The  nations  that  rebel 

Muft  feel  his  iron  rod ; 
He'll  •.indicate  thofe  honors  well 

Which  he  receiv  d  from  God. 
L9  Be  wife,  ye  rulers,  now, 

And  worftup  at  his  throne; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 

To  God's  exalted  Son. 
lo  If  once  his  wrath  arife, 

Ye  perifhon  the  place: 
Then  bkffed  is  the  foul  that    tes 

Fonrefuge  to  his  grace,  j  ( 


PSALM    II. 

P  SAL  M  2.     Common  Metre. 

x  \T7"HY  did  the  nations  join  to  flay 
W    The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  call  his  Jaws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down? 

3.  The  Lord,  that  firs  above  the  fides,' 
Derides  their  rage  below, 
He  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  flrikes  their  fpirits  through. 
3  "  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

"  And  raife  him  from  the  dead ; 
•"  I  make  my  holy  hill  his  th  rone, 
"  And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread. 
A  "  A  Ik  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy, 
"  The  utmoft  heathen -lands: 
"  Thy  rod  of  iron  fhall  deftroy 
"  The  rebel  that  withftands." 

5  Be  wife,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 

Obey  th'  anointed  Lord; 
Adore  the  king  of  heav'nly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word'. 

6  With  humble  love  addrefs  his  throne; 

For  rf  he  frown  ye  die ; 
Thofe  arefecure,  and  thofe  alotie, 
Who  on  his  grace  reiy. 

PSALMz.     Long  Metre. 
Chrijl's  death,  refurreflion,  and ^fcenjion. 

*  WH^^^  the  ^ews  Proc'a'm  tn*  irrage? 

The  Romans  why  their  fwords  employ 
Againft  the  Lord  ?  their  powers  engage 
His  dear  Anointed  to  deftroy  \ 
As 


io  PSA  LM    If. 

%  "  Come,  let  us  break  his  bands,"  they  fay^ 
"  This  man  (hall  never  give  us  laws:" 
And  thus  they  call:  hi?  yoke  away, 
And  naii'd  the  monarch  to  the  crofs. 

3  But  God,  who  high  ia  glory  reigns, 

Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls; 
He'li  imite  their  heart  with  inward  pains, 
And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 

4  "  I  will  maintain  the  king  J  made 

"  On  Zion's  evetfafting  hill, 
"  My  hand  (hall  brjng  him  from  the  dead, 

'*  And  he  Oiali  ftand  your  fov'reign  kill.3' 
[5  Hiswond'rous  rifing  tromthe  earth 

Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heav'niy  birth: 

"  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

6  "  Afcend,  my  San,  to'my  right  hand, 

"  There  thou  (halt  afk  and  I  beftow 
"  The  utmoft  bounds  of  heathen  lands; 
"  To  thee  their  fuppliant  tribes  /hall  bow." 

7  But  nations  that  refift  his  grace 

Shall  fall  beneath  his  lifted  rod; 
His  arm  mall  crum  th'  impious  race 
That  dare  provoke  th'  avenging  God. 

PAUSF. 

8  Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wife,  andferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb; 
Now  to  his  feet  fubmit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

9  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 

Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die; 
His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 
His  love  gives  life  above  the  fky. 

10  His  ftormsf  mall  quell  the  ftubborn  foe, 

And  fink  'lis  honors  in  the  duft: 
Kappy  the  fouls  their  God  that  know, 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  truft. 


PSALM  III.  ji 

PSALM  3.     Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  fears  fupprejfed  ;  or,  God  our  defence 
from  Jin  and  Satan. 

1  TV/TY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears! 
JLVl  How  fait,  my  foes  increalei 
Confpiring  my  eternal  death, 
They  break  my  prefent  peace. 

%  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuade 
There's  no  relief  in  heav'n, 
And  all  my  growing  fins  appear 
Too  great  to  be  forgiv'n. 
3  But  thou,  my  glory,  and  my  flrength, 
Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  ail  my  threat'ning  guilt, 
And  raifemy  drooping  head. 
I4  I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 
He  bow'cta  liil'ning  ear; 
I  call'fi  my  Father,  and  my  God, 
And  he  fubdu  'd  my  fear. 

5  He  fihed  foft  {lumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

Jn  fpiteof  all  ray  foes; 
I  woke,  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace, 
That  guarded  my  repofe.] 

6  What  though  the  hofts  of  death  and  hell, 

All  arm'd,  again  ft  me  flood; 
Terrors  no  more  (hall  (hake  my  foul; 
My  refuge  is  eiy  God. 

7  A  rife,  Q  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  hng:    . 
My  God  has  broke  the  ierpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  lofc  his  fling, 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  fave: 
BlelTings  artend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 


**  PSALM    IV. 

P$JLMZ.  ver.  r,  »,  3,  4,  ^  3.  Loisg  Metre. 

-^  morning  pfahfi. 
£  f^l  L<3RD,how  many  are  my  foes 
V^  In  this  weak  Hate  of  item  and  Mono! 
My  peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 
t  TirM  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  evening  cry; 
Thou  heard'ft  when  1  began  to  pray, 
And  thrae  almighty  he^p  was  nigh 
j  Supported  by  thirse  heav'nly  aid, 
1  iaid  roe  down,  and  flept  fecure ; 
Not  death  mould  make  my  heart  afraid, 
4  hough  I  mould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 
4  But  God  fuftainM  me  all  the  nights 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong; 
He  rais'd  ray  head  to  fee  the  light, 

And  makes  his  praife  my  morning  foag. 

PSALM  4.  ver.  c,  %i  3%  5,  6,  7,  Long  Metre. 

Huuring  of  prayer;  or,  God 'cur  portion,  and Qhritl 

our  hope* 

%  O  G°D of gfaceand  righteoufnefs, 
V/  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain. 
I'hoa.haft  enlarg'd  me  in  di&refs, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 
2-  Ye  fens  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try 
latum  my  glonr  into  fhame: 
How  long  will  fcoffers  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name. 
3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
^rom  all  the  tribes  of  men  befide: 
He  hears  and  pities  their  complaint?, 
For  the  dear  iaJke  of  CJiriit  that  died. 


PSALM-  IV.  i| 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 

A  fhoufand  works  of  rigbteoafnefs, 
We  put  our  truft  in  God  aione, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

g  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay, 

"  Who  will  beftow  {brae  earthly  good?'* 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray  j 
Our  fouls  defire  this  heav'nly  food. 

6  Then  (hall  my  cbeeiful  pow'rs  rejoice 
At  grace  divine,  and  love  io  gieat, 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  wealth  and  boailsd  ftatc. 

fSJLM  4.   ver,  3,4,  5,  S.  Common  Metre. 

An  evening  bymn* 

5  T   ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray$ 
-1—4  1  r<m  for  ever  thine 5 

I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 

a  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  bus  Wefs  free, 
-'Tis  fweet  converfing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  facrifice; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone.  - 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos *d  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  fleepj 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  daysr 
Aad  will  my  fiumbers  keep. 


if  P  S  A  L  M    V. 

P  SA  L  M  5.     Common  Metre, 

FOR    THE    LORD's-DAY    MORNING. 

1  T    ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  fhalthear 
■*-J  My  voice  dcending  high; 
To  thee  will  I  diredt  my  pray  V, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 
s  Up  to  the  hills  where  Chrift  has  gone 
To  .plead. for  a]J  his  faints, 
Prefenting  at  hh  Father's  throne 
Our  fongs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fight 

The  wicked  mall  not  ftand; 
Sinners  /hail  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refort, 

To  tafte  thy  mercies  there; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  ofrighteoufnefs! 
Make  every  path  ofduryftraight, 
And  plain  before  my  (ace. 

PAUSE. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  feet  aftray; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  defign, 
1  o  make  ray  foul  their  prey. 

7  Lord,  crufhtheferpent  in  theduft, 

^nd  all  his  plots  deftroy; 
While  thoie  that  in  thy  mercy  trull, 
For  ever  Ihout  for  joy. 

8  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name, 

Shall  fee  their  hopes  fulfill 'd: 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  iavorasafhieJd. 


PSALM    VI.  15 

PSALM  6.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  inf.cknefs;  or,  Difeafes  healed* 

I  TN  anger,  Lord,  do  not  chaftife, 
A  Withdraw  the  dreadful  ftorm; 
Kor  1st  thine  awful  wrath  arife 
Againlt  a  feeble  worm." 
c  My  foul's  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares, 
Myflelli  with  pain  opprefs'd, 
My  couch  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  forbid  my  reft. 

3  Sorrow  and  grief  wear  out  my  days; 

I  wafte  the  night  with  cries, 
And  count  the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  tormented  more? 

My  eyes  confum'd  with  grief? 
How  long,  my  God,  how  lor»g  before 
Thine  hand  affords  relief? 

5  Ee  hears  his  mourning  children  fpeak, 

He  pities  all  our  groans, 
Ke  laves  us  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  fov'reign  word 

Reftores  our  fainting  breath; 
For  fi'ent  graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

P  SA  L  M  6.     Long  Metre, 
Temptations  in  Jick?iefs  overcome. 
1  T    ORD,  I  can  fuffer  thy  rebukes, 
-Li  When  thou  with  kindnefs  doth  chaftife; 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  i 


*6  MAIM    VIL 

aPi-tymylangui/hingcftate, 

And  eafe  the  te, rows  that  r  feeL 

U  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  1 
jSeehowinfighsIpafsmydays, 

Mv^C,D?rsthe  weary  nlg^ 
m        -S  rVater  d  whh  mV  tears- 

jIfeeJmyf]€(hfoBearthegra7e, 

My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair* 

FngraneB  Saikncrer  Praife  the  Lord,  * 
~   For  alJisduft  and  filence  there. 

Will  if        hSa 2  ray  ,humWe  »*»*. 
Wi,]  eafe  my  fle^  and  cheer  my  Sat. 

PSALM  y.     Common  Metre. 

1  TVTY^rU?isi.nm>'heav^y  friend. 
1VJ.  My  hope  in  thee,  my  God- 
Rife,  and  my  helpiefs  Jife  'defend 
From  thole  that  feek  my  blood, 

*  W"hl?fo«*ce  and  fury  they 
My  foul  m  pieces  tear; 
as  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no  deliv'rer's  near. 

Oronceabus'dmyfoe, 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to dufc 
And  lay  my  honor  low. 


PSALM    VIII.  17 

4  If  there  be  malice  found  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes; 
I  mould  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and  power  controuh 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'iance  for  my  foul. 

PAUSE. 

[6  Let  finner9,  and  their  wicked  rage, 
Be  humbled  to  the  dull; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the juft? 

3  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins. 
He  will  defend  th'  upright: 
His  (liarpeft  arrows  he  ordains 
Againir.  the  Tons  of  fpite. 

8  Though  leagu'd  in  guilt,  their  malice  fpread 

Annate  before  mv  way, 
Their  mifchiefs  o.';*i.eir  impious  head 
His  vengeance  fo^li  repay.] 

9  That  cruel  perfecuting  race 

Muft  feel  his  dreadful  fword:  v 
Awake,  my  foul ,  and  praife  the  grace 
Andjuftice  of  the  Lord. 

;,.       PSJLM8.    Short  Metre. 

God? s Sovereignty  and goodmfs,  and  ma*? s  dorn'm* 
ion  over  the  creatures, 

1  /~\  LORD,  our  heav'nly  king, 
VJ'  'l  hy  name  is  all  divine; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  heay'os  they  mine. 


i3  PSALM    Vlir. 

a  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
I  raife  my  wond'ring  eyes, 
And  fee  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darkfome  fides; 
*  When  I  furvey  the  ftars, 

And  all  their  mining  forms, 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthlefs  thing, 
A-kin  to  duft  and  worms? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  man, 

That  thou  mould 'fl  Jove  him  fo? 
Next  to  thine  angels  he  is  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  a!l  below. 

5  Thine  honors  crown  his  head, 

While  beafts,  like  flaves,  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings* 
And  fiih  that  cleave  the  fea. 

6  How  rvich  thy  bounties  are! 

And  wond'rous  are  thy  ways: 
Of  duft  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praife. 
[j  From  moBths  of  feeble  babes 
And  fucklingsthou  canft  draw 
Surprifmg  honors  to  thy  name, 
And  flrike  the  world  with  awe. 
S  OLord,  our  heav'nly  king, 
Thy  name  is  ail  divine: 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  mine.] 

PSALM  8.     Common  Metre. 

Chrift's  eondefcenfion  and  glorification;  or,  G*t 
made  man, 

5  C\  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
Vy  Is  thine  exalted  name? 
1  he  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 
£et  men  and  babes  proclaim.. 


PSALM    VIIL 

%  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 
The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
And  ftiintrigftars  that  grace  the  iky, 
Thoi'e  moving  worlds  of  light. 

-  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 
Who  dwells  fo  far  below, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  vifit  him  with  grace. 
And  love  his  nature  fo? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  mould  bear 
To  rake  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  worm. 

[5  Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 
And  men  would  not  adore, 
Behold  obedient  nature  own 
His  godhead  and  his  pow'r. 

£  The  waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  feet, 
Andfim,  at  his  command, 
Bring  their  large  fhoaJs  to  Peter's  net, 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thefe  fmaller  glories  of  the  Son 
Shone  through  the  flefhly  cloud; 
Now  v/e  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confefs  him  God.} 

g  Let  him  withmajefty  be  crown'd, 
Who  bow 'd  his  head  to  death; 
And  his  eternal  honors  found, 
From  all  things  that  have  breath. 

9  Jefus,our  Lord,  how  tvond'rous  great 
Is  thine  exslted  name! 
The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim, 


™  ?SALM    VIE 

P  $A  L  M  8.   ver.  i,  2.  paraptoiaL 
Firft  pan.    Long  Mare. 

The  hofanna  of  tFe  children;  or,  Infants &*£$% 
God. 

1   A  L*?rG,HTV  ™!er  of  the  fkies, 

And^thme  eternal  glories  rife 
G'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  fcavefE&sfc. 
a  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 

.  Tiieir  founding  notes  of  honor  cafes 
And  babes,  w«h  uninftrucled  tonsrofi. 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praife. 

3  Thy  power  affiils  their  tender  age 

To  oring  proud  rebels  to  the  &romafl» 
To ■  ftdl  the  bold  blafphemer>s  rta* 
And  all  their  policies  confoiand- 

4  Children  amidft  thy  temple  throng 

_To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  faces 
The  Son  of  David  is  their  fonp, 
And  load  hofannas  Gil  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  priefb 

in  vain  their  impious  cabals  brings 
Zn^  ltS  fiknl™  iheir  breafts, 
While  Je wnn  babes  proclaim  their  lk^ 

P  SAL  M  8.  ver.  3,  fcfc.  paraj&cafeL 
Second  part.    Long  Metre. 
Mam  eindChriJiJords  of  the  Ma*dnewi*w&m* 
1   Y   °AR,D»  what  was  man  when  made  at  isjJL 
*-*  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 
»at  ^.^jwW'ft  fet  him  and  his  4a- 
BmjQ&  below  an  angel's  place. 


PSALM.  IX.  2j 

MtbeXthoxL meufd'fr.  raife  his  nature  fo, 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below, 
Male  every  beafl  and  bird  fubmft, 
A»d  lay  the  fifhes  at  his  feet. 
5  EiiUj  O!  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  ftate? 
Wkat  honors  (hall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condescended  to  be  born. 

4  S"«e  him  below  his  angels  made; 

Behold  him  number'd  with  the  dead. 
To  fare  a  ruin'd  world  from  Gn : 
But  he  mall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  Tire  world  to  come,  redeemed  from  all 

The  miseries  that  attend  the  fall, 
Kew  made,  and  glorious,  (hall  fubmit 
At  oar  exaited  Saviour's  feet- 

PSALM  ^    Firftpart.  Common  Metre. 
Wrath  and  mercy  from  thsjudgmeni-feat.. 

J  "1TTITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raifcmy  fong, 
* V     Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim ; 
T&oujfovereign  judge  of  right  and  wrongs 
Wilt  put  thy  foes  to  fhame. 
%  I'll  fing  thy  majefty  and  grace; 
Bly  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteoafnefs, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known, 

3  Then  (hall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

Forail  the  poor  opprefs'd; 
To  fave  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  reiK 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  trufl 

Id  thy  abundant  grace: 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfcok  the  juft, 
Who  humify  ieek  thy  face. 


22  PSALM     IX, 

5  Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word 
Whofe  works  his  grace  fulfil. 

PSJLMg.     Verfeiz. 

Second  part.    Common  Metre. 

The  nvtfdcm  a?:d  equity  of  Providence. 

I  YJT7HEN  the  great  Judge,  fupremeand  juft, 
VV     Shall  once  enquire  for  blood  , 
The  humble  fouls  that  mourn  in  dufl 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

a  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  own  children  raife; 
In  Zion's  gates,  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  frng  their  Father's  praife. 

3  His  foes  (hall  fall,  with  heedlefs  feet, 

Into  the  pit  they  made; 
And  fmners  perifh  in  the  net 

That  their  own  hands  havefpread. 

4  Thus,  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counfels  known : 
When  men  of  mifcbief  are  deftroy'd 
In  fnares  that  were  their  own. 

PAUSE. 

5  The  wicked  (hall  fink  down  to  hell; 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands, 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Againit  thy  »  r.own  commands. 

6  Though  faints  to  fore  diftrefs  are  brought, 

And  wait  and  long  complain. 

Their  cries  (hall  never  be  forgot, 

Nor  (hall  their  hopes  be  vain. 


PSALM    X.  ij 

[;  Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  feat, 
To  judge  and  fave  the  poor; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  more, 

2  Thy  thunders  mail  affright  the  proud, 

And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  confefs  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

PSALM  10.     Common  Metre. 

Prayer  heard,  and 'faints  faved;  &r,  Pridet  atke- 
ifm,  and  epprejfion  p  unified. 

FOR     A     HUMILIATION     DAY* 

x  "tTTrlY  doth  the  Lord  depart  fo  far, 
VV     And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  acpear, 
And  times  of  deep  diflrefs? 

a  Lord,  fhali  the  wicked  ftill  deride 
Thyjufticeand  thy  laws? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  flight  the  righteous  caufe. 

3  They  call  thy  judgments  from  their  light, 

Ana  then  inTult  the  poor; 
They  boarr.  in  the^r  exalted  height, 
That  they  fhall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  Ood,  lift  up  thine  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry; 
No  enemy  fhall  dare  to  Hand 
When  God  afcends  on  high, 

PAUSE. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 

And  fay  with  foolifn  pride, 
"  The  God  of  heav'n  will  ne'er  engage 
"To  fight  on  Zion's  fide." 


24  PSALM    XL 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord, 

And  pow'rful  is  thine  hand, 
As  when  the  heathens  felt  thy  fword, 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  land. 

7  1  hGU  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray* 

And  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear; 

Accept  the  vows  thy  children  pay, 

And  free  thy  faints  from  fear. 

8  Proud  tyrants  (hall  no  more  opprefs^ 

No  more  defpife  the  ju& ; 
And  mighty  finners  (hall  confete 
They  are  but  earth  and  duft. 

P  SAL  M 'ii.     Long  Metre. 
God  loves  the  righteous*  and  hates  the  ivicfcd* 
i  "r\fl~Y  refuge  is  the  God  of  love, 
1VI  Why  do  my  foes  infult  and  cry, 
"  Fiy  like  a  tim'rous  trembling  dove,    ^ 
"  To  diftant  woods  or  mountains  fly. 

a  If  government  be  once  deftroy'd, 

(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  make  juftice  void, 

Where  fhall  the  righteous  feek  redreis  i 
3  The  Lord  in  heav'n  has  nVd  his  throne, 
His  eyes  furvey  the  world  below; 
To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 
His  eye-lids  fearch  our  fpmts  through. 

a  If  he  afflicts  his  faints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace* 
What  may  the  bold  tranfgreffors  fear? 
His  foul  abhors  their  wicked  ways. 
5  On  impious  wretches  he  will  rain 

Sulphureous  flames  of  wafting  death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom  with  his  angry  breath. 


PSALM    XII.  24 

€  The  righteous  Lord  love?  righteous  fouls, 
Whole  thoughts  and  actions  are  fincere, 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The-  men  that  his  own  image  bear. 

PSALM  12.     Long  Metre. 

The  faints  fafety  and  hope  in  evil  times;  or,  Sins 
of  the  tongue  complained  of— viz.  hlafphemy, 
falfhcod,  iSfc. 

i    A  LMIGHTY  God,  appear  and  fave! 
"^  For  vice  and  vanity  prevail: 
The  godly  perifh  in  the  grave — 
The  j aft  depart— the  faithful  fail. 

&  The  v  hole  difcourfe,  when  crouds  are  met, 
Is  fllPd  with  trifles  loofeand  vain; 
Their  lips  are  fiatt'ry  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane, 

'3  But  lips  that  .with  deceit  abound, 

Shall  not  maintain  their  trlamph  long:' 
The  God-of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flattering  and  blafpheming  tongue. 

4  <s  Yet  fliall  our  words  be  free,"  they  cry: 

"  Our  tongues  (hallbecontroul'd  by  none: 
sf  Where  is  the  Lord,  will  afkus  why! 
"  Or  fay,  our  lips  are  not  our  ownr" 

5  The  Lord,  who  fees  the  poor  opprefs'd, 

And  hears  th'  oppreflbrs  haughty  drain  j  . 
Will  rife  to  give  his  children  refc, 
Nor  fhall  they  trufchis  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd, 

Void  of  deceit  (hall  itiil  appear; 
JKJcr  filver,  fev'n  times  puiify'd 
From  drofs  and  mixture,  mines  fo  clear. 

A3 


ft  PSALM     XIL 

6  Thy  grace  (hall,  in  the  darkeft  hour, 
Defend  from  danger  and  iurpnie: 
Though,  while  the  vileft  men  have  power, 
On  ev'ry  iide  oppreffors  rife. 

P  S  A  L  M   12.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  a  general  corruption  of  manners;  or, 
The  promife  andjigns  ofCbrijVs  coming  to j -aug- 
ment. 
i  TTELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
JUL  Religion  lofes  ground ; 
The  fons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 
#  Their  oaths  and  promifes  they  break, 
Yet  a&  the  flatt'rer's  part ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 
*  If  we  rep/ove  fome  hateful  lie, 
They  fcorn  our  faithful  word ; 
"  Are  notour  lips  our  own, they  cry* 
"And  who  mall  be  our  Lord?"  - 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  ev'ry  fide, 

Where  a  vUe  race  of  men 
Is  rais'd  to  feats  of  pow'r  and  pride, 
And  bears  the  {word  in  vain. 
pause. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound. 

And  blafphemy.  grow,  s  bold ;. 
When  faith  is  rarely  to  be  bum., 
And  love  is  waxing  cold; 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hatVniag  on? 

Haft  then  not  given  tl  e  ligof 
May  we  not  fruflTand  live  upon 
A  promife  £o  divine 


PSALM     XIII.  zy 

*  s<  Ye;,*'  faith  the  Lord,  "  now  will  I  rife, 
*■*  And  make  th'  onprefTors  8ee; 
"  I  (frail  appear  to  their  fbrprife, 
**  And  fet  my  fervants  free." 

8  Thy  word,  like  filver  fev'n  times  try'd, 
Through  ages  mail  endure; 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  confide 
Shall  find  thy  promife  fure. 

PSALM   13.     Common  Metre,       . 

Complaint  under  the  temptation  of  the  deviL. 

1  TJ  GW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face? 
XJL  My  God,  how  Jong  delay? 
When  (hall  I  feel  thofe  heav'nly  rays 
That  chafe  my  fears  away? 

a  How  long  thall  my  poor  Jab'rmgfoul 
WreftJe  and  toil  in  vain? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  eafe  my  ranging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts; 
He  fpreads  a  mift  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  ray  fun,  and  thou  my  (hield, 

My  foul  in  fafety  keep; 
Make  halle,  before  mine  eyes  arefeal'4 
In  death's  eternal  deep. 

5  How  would  the  tempter  boaft  aloud 

Should  I  become  his  prey! 
Behold  the  fons  of  hell  grow  proud 
To  fee  thy  long  delay. 

£  But  thev  mall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 
And  Satan  hide  his  head; 
£Ie  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread, 


z8  PSALM    XIV. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fov 'reign  grace 
Whence  all  my  comforts  fpring: 
I  (hall  employ  my  lips  in  praife, 

And  thy  falvation  ling. 
PSAL  M  14.   Firft  part.  Common  Metie, 
By  nature  a' I  men  arejinners. 
1  1POOLS,  in  their  hearts,  beiieve  and  fay, 
£    "  That  all  religion's  vain; 
"  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 
i  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 
Corrupt  difcourfe  proceeds, 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  celeftial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  fought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  jufiice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  aftray, 

Their  practice  all  the  fame;        ' 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker  s  hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  (peak  deceit, 

Their  ilanders  never  ceafe; 
How  fwift  to  mifchief  are  their  feet! 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  feeds  of  fin  (that  bitter  root) 

In  ev'ry  heart  are  found ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 
PSALM  14.  Second  part.  Common  Metre. 
T be  folly  ofperfocutors. 
1     A  KE  fmners  now  fo  feni'elels  grown 
MX  That  they  the  faints  devour? 


PSALM    XV.  fg 

And  never  worfhip  at  thy  throne, 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  pow'r? 

i  Great  God,  appear  to  their  furprife; 
Reveal  thy  dreadful  name; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  fhame. 

3  Doll  thou  not  dwell  among  the  juft? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride*,  . 

That  we  mould  make  thy  name  our  truft : 
Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

4  G  that  the  joyful  day  were  come 

Tofinifh  ourdiftrefs! 
When  God  fhall  bring  his  children  home 
Our  fongs  {hall  never  ceafe. 
P  SJ  L  M  i$.     Common  Metres 

Char  after  s  of  a  faint,  or  a  citizen  ofZionj  w$ 
The  qualifications  of  a  Chrfjlian* 
I  XTTVlQ  fhail  inhabit  in  thy  hiil, 
VV    OGodofholinefs? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace? 

a  The  man  that  walks  in  pious  ways* 
And  works  with  righteous  hands; 
That  trulls  his  Maker's  promised  gracej 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  lie  fpeaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart. 

Nor  ilanders  with  his  tongue: 
Wifffcarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  (inner  he  contemns, 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord ; 
And  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  fwears* 
Still  he  performs  his  word, 
A  a 


3o  PSALM    XV, 

5  His  bands  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 
And  never  wrong  the  poor: 
This  man  (hall  dwell  with  God  on  earth 
Andv  find  his  heaven  fecure. 

P  SAL  M  15.     Long  Metre. 

Religion  and  juflice,  goodnefs  and  truth;  or,  Dtt?. 
ties  to  God  and  man;  or,  The  qualifications  of  a, 
Chrijian. 

s  WHO  (hall  afcend  thy  heav'nly  place, 
*  *     Great  God,  arid  dwell  before  thy  face? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now. 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

3  Whofe  hands  are  pure,  whofe  heart  is  clean; 
Whofe  lips  itill'fpeak  the  thing  they  mean; 
Ib7<o  (landers  dwell  upon  his  tongue: 
He  hates  to  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 

[3  Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  report, 
Or  vent  it  to  his  neighbor's  hurt: 
Sinners  of  ftate  he  can  defpiie, 
But  faints  are  honor  'd  in  his  eyes. 3 

[4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  flood, 

And  always  makes  his  promife  good: 

!Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  fwears, 
Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears.] 

£5  He  never  deals  in  bnbing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  juftice  mould  be  fold: 
While  others  fcorn  and  wrong  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 

For  thofe  that  curie  him  to  his  face; 
And  doth  to  all  men  itiil  the  fame 
That  he  would  hope  or  wifhfrom  them. 


PSALM,  XVI.  31 

3  Yet  when  his  holieft  works  are  done, 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone ; 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  fhail  fee; 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

PSALM "16.    Fir  ft  part.    Long  Metre. 

Confeffon  of  our  poverty ',  and  faints  the  be /I  com- 
pany; or9  Good  works  profit  men,  not  Gcd. 

1  T) RESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
-A     For  fuccour  to  thy  throne  I  fi.zet 

But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 
My  goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confefs'd 

How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am : 
My  praife  can  never  make  thee  blefs'd, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 

Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do; 
Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 

Thefe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  chufe  the  fons  of  mirth 

To  give  arelifh  to  their  wine, 
I  love  the  men  of  beav'nly  birth, 

Whofe  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

PSALM  16.    Second  part.  Long  Metre. 

Chrffis  all-fifficiency. 

1  TJTOW  fair,  their  guilt  and  forrows  rife, 
Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  idol  god; 
I  will  not  taile  their  facrifice, 

Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood. 

*  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  noble  food  to  Jive  upon, 
He,  for  my  life,  has  offer'd  up 
Jefus,  his  beft  beloved  Sob. 


32  PSALM    XVI. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft; 

By  day  his  counfels  guide  me  right: 
Andfo  his  name  for  ever  blefs'd 
Who  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  night. 

4  I  fet  himiHH  before  mine  eyes;  .' 

At  my  right  hand  he  ftands  prepar  d 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furpnfe, 
And  be  my  everlafting  guard. 

PSALM  16.    Third  part.   Long  Metre. 
Courage  in  death,  and  hope  of  the  refusion. 
i  "f  XTHEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  ftrong, 
VV    His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop: 
Be  glad,  my  bean,  rejoice,  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flefti  (hall  reft  m  hope. 
a  Though  in  the  ifi%  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  Aeave 
My  foul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  Myflelh  ftiall  thy  firft  call  obey,    . 

Shake  off  the  duft,  and  rife  on  high; 
-  Then  /halt  thou  lead  the  wond'rous  way 
Up  to  the  throne  above  the  fky. 

4  There  ftreams  of  endlefs  pleafnre  flow; 

And  full  difcoveries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tailed  here  below) 
Spread  heav'nly  joys  through  ail  the  place. 

PSALM  16.  Firft  part.  Gommon  Metre. 
Support  and  counfel  from  God  without  nuni, 
1  Q  \  VE  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  fee  ; 
O  In  thee  my  truft  I  place. 
Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  grace; 


PSALM    XVI.  33 

Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath* 

The  faints  may  ftill  rejoice, 
The  faints,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  people  of  my  choice. 

Let  heathens  to  their  idols  hafte, 

A  ud  worfhip  wood  or  ft  one; 
But  rny  delightful  lot  Is  caft 

Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

His  hand  provides  my  conftant  food,         i. 

He  fills  my  daily  cup; 
Much  I  am  pleas 'd  with  prefent  good) 

But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy; 

His  counfels  are  my  light: 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  day, 

And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

My  foul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-feeing  eye ; 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hope  (hall  move 

While  fuch  a  friend  is  nigh. 
PSALM  1 6.  Second  part.  Common  Metre* 
The  death  and  refarreflion  of  Chrijk 

"  T  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 

A  "  He  bears  my  courage  up; 
"  My  heart,  my  tongue,  their  joys  e&prefsj 

"  My  flefh  (hail  reft  in  hope. 

"  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

"  Where  fouls  departed  are; 
•'  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave 

"  To  fee  corruption  there. 

"  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

**  And  raife  me  to  thy  throne, 
*•'  Thy  courts  immortal  pleafure  give> 

"  Thy  prefencejpys  unknown/' 


34  PSALM    XVII. 

[4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrifl  the  Lord* 
The  holy  David  fung; 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jefus,  whom  every  faint  adores, 
Was  crycify'd  and  {lain; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reflores— : 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

£  When  fhall  ray  feet  arife  and  ftand 
On  heav'n's  eternal  hills? 
There  fas  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand,, 
And  there  the  Father  (miles.] 

PSAL  M  17.  ver.  13,  &c  Short  Metro, 

Portion  of  faints  and  ftnners;  or,  Hope  and  dyz 
pair  in  death. 

1    A  RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
•*"*•  Arid  make  the  wicked  flee; 
They  are  but  thy  chaftifing  rod 
To  drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

•2,  Behold  the  finner  dies. 

His  haughty  words  are  vain; 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleafure  lies3) 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  ooail  of  all  his  ftore; 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance. 
My  foul  can  wifh  no  more. 

4  I  {hall  behold  the.  face 

Of  my  forgiving  God; 
And  ftaad  complete  in  righteoufue^ 
Wafn'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 


PSALM    XVIL  35 

5  There's  anew  heav'n  begun 
When  I  awake  from  death, 
Dreft  in  the  likenefs  of  the  Son^ 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 

PSALM  17.     Long  Metre. 

Tks  finner  s  portion  and  fabi? s  hope ;  or,  Thehea* 
vai  of  ft: par  ate  fouls,  a7id  the  refurreclion. 

t  T  ORD,Iamthine;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
■*-*  My  faith,  my  patience  and  my  lo?e; 
When  men  of  fpite  againft.  me  join. 
They  are  the  fwordj  the  hand  is  thine. 

a  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below; 
'Tis  all  the  happinefs  they  know, 
'Tis  all  they  feek — they  take  their  fhares^ 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  finners  value  I  refign ; 

Lord,  'tisenough  that  thou  art  mine: 
-  I  fhall'behold  thy  blifsful  face, 
And  itand  complete  in  righteoufnefs. 

4  This  life's «a  dream,  an  empty  lhow; 
Eut  the  bright  world,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  fubftantial  and  h'ncere; 
When  fhali  I  wake,  and  rind  me  there* 

5  O glorious  hour!  Obleftabo.de! 
]  mall  be  near,  and  like  my  God; 
And  ileih  and  (in  no  morgxontroul 
The  iacred  pieafures  cf  ihe-ibul. 

6  Myriefh  (hall  (lumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  lalt  trumpet's  joyful  ibuno  5 
Then  burft  the  chains  with  fweetiurprifb 
And  in  my  Saviour's  ima^e  rife* 


S6  PSALM    XVIII. 

PSALM  *8,    ver.  1—9,  15— iS. 

Firft  part.     Long  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  defpair;  or,  Tetnptation  over* 


come. 


3  XHEE  Wl11 1  love'  °  Lord'  ™y  ftr€?£th> 
A    My  rock,  my  to wer,  my  high  defence ; 
Thy  mighty  arm  (hall  be  my  truft, 
For  1  have  found  falvation  thence. 
3  Death  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Stood  round  me  \vith  their  difmal  thade, 
While  floods  of  hip.h  temptation  rofe, 
And  made  my  finking  foul  afraid. 

3  I  faw  the  opening  gates  of  hell 

With  endlefs  pains  and  forrows  there, 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell) 
While  I  was  honied  to  defpair. 

4  In  my  diftrefs  I  call'd  my  God,  m 

When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine; 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  ray  complaint; 
And  prov'dhis  faving  grace  divine. 
[5  With  fpced  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode; 
Awful,  snd  bright  as  lightning  Ihone 
The  face  of  my  deliverer,  God. 

6  Tern;  rations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 

The  bkft  of  his  almighty  breath: 
He  fent  falvation  from  on  high, 
And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  or  death,  j 

7  Great  were  my  tears,  my  foes  were  great, 

Much  was  their  ftrength,  and  motet*, en  rage; 
Eut  Chrift,  my  Lord,  is  conqu>or  lli'il 
In  all  the  wars  the  proud  can  wage. 


PSALM    XVIII. 

8  My  fong  for  ever  (hall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour; 
Aad  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 

PSALM    18.     ver.  20—26. 
Long  Metre.     Second  part. 

Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded.   . 

j  T    ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere, 
JLi  Haft  made  thy  truth  2nd  Jove  appear, 
Before  mine  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 
And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  caufe. 

%  Since  I  havelearn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
Tve  wa^'d  uptight  before  thy  face: 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
Thy  loye  reclaim'd  my  wandering  heart. 

3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  I 
What  wars  and  ftrugglings  in  my  breaft! 
But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  againft  my  darling  fin. 

4  That  fin  that  cicfe  befets  me  ftill, 
That  works  and  ftrives  againft  my  wills 
When  (hall  thy  Spirit's  fovereign  power 
Deftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  mere. 

5  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward: 
The  kind  and  faithfui  fouls  (hall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  And  men  that  love  revenge  fhall  know, 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too ; 
The  juft  and  pure  (hall  ever  fay, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they. 
B  . 


3  8  PSALM     XVIIT. 

PSALM  1 8.  Ver.  30,  31—34,  35—46,  &c. 

Third  part.     Long  Metre. 

Rejoicing  in  God;  or,  Salvation  and  triumph. 

1    TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
J    Great  rock  of  my  fecure  abode; 
Who  is  a  God  befide  the  Loid ! 
Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God? 

a  >Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  fword  to  wield ; 
And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  fighr, 
Spreads  his  falvation  for  my  fhield. 

3  He  lives,  and  bleffings  crown  his  reign. 

The  God  of  my  falvation  lives, 
The  dark  defigns  of  hell  are  vain, 

While  heavenly  peace  my  Father  gives. 

4  Before  the  fcoffers  of  the  age, 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 
!Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 
But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  fliame. 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  feed 

T  hy  grace  for  ever  mall  extend; 
Thy  love  to  faints,  in  Chrift  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 

PSJLM  18.     Firft  part.     Common  Metre, 
Viclory  and  triumph  over  temporal  ene?nies. 

1  XKTK  love  thee.  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
v  *    Now  is  thine  arm  reveaPd ; 
Thou  art  our  ftrength,  our  heavily  towV, 
Our  bulwark,  and  •ur  ihield. 


PSALM    XVIII.  3g 

-We  fly  to  our  eternal  rock, 
And  find  a  fure  defence; 
His  holy  name  our  Sips  invoke* 
And  draw  falvation  thence. 

3  When  God,  our  leader,  fhines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms? 

The  Jight'ning  of  his  fpear? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

And  angels  in  array, 
In  millions,  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And,  fwift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  difmay'd ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  fkiJl; 
Gives  them  his  awful  fword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  fleel. 

7  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  biefs'd, 

For  his  own  church's  fake: 
Thepow'rs  that  give  his  people  reft 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

PSALM  i*8.     Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  conqueror's  fong- 
I  '"PO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
The  triumphs  of  the  day; 
Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  flrength  away. 

3  'Tis  by  thy  aid  our  troops  prevail, 
And  break  united  powW; 
Or  burn  their  boafted  fleets,  or  fcale 
i  he  proudeft  of  tbeir  tow'rs. 


4o  PSALM    XIX. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  field, 

And  trode  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  falvation  was  our  fhield, 
But  they  no  fhelter  found. 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry, 

And  perifh  in  their  blood; 
Where  is  the  rock  fo  great,  fo  high, 
So  pow'iful,as  oar  God. 

5  The  God  of  Ifrael  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  everbiefs'd; 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  vicVry  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  reft. 

PSALM  19.     Firftpart.  Short  Metre. 

The  book  of  nature  andfcripture. 

FOR    A    LORD'S   DAY    MORNING. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  lofty  fky 
XJ  Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  the  ftarry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  powV  abroad. 

a  The  darknefs  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  courfe  the  fame; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  tonight, 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ev'ry  diff'rent  land 

Their  gen'ral  voice  is  known; 
They  (hew  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  .Ye  Chriftian  lands,  rejoice; 

Here  he  reveals  his  word; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 


PSALM    XIX.  45 

5  His  ftatutes  and  commands 

Arc  fet  before  our  eyes, 
He  puts  his  gofpel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  falvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  arejuft  and  pure, 

His  truth  without  deceit, 
His  promifes  for  ever  fure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  Not  honey  to  the  tafle 

Affords  fo  much  delight; 
Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pafs'd 

So  much  allures  the  fight. 
S  While  of  thy  works  I  fing, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  19.    Seeond  part.  Short  Metre. 

Gsd's  nverd  moft  excellent;  ort  Sincerity  and 

<watckfulnefs. 

FOR   A   LORD'S  DAY   MORNING. 

I  "DEHOLD  the  morning  fun 
-D  Begins  his  glorious  way; 
His  beams  thro'  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

a  But  where  the  gofpel  comes, 
It  fpreads  diviner  light; 
It  calls  dead  finners  from  their  tombs? 
And  gives  the  blind  their  fight. 

.3  How  perfeel  is  thy  word! 

And  all  thy  judgments  juft : 
Forever  fure  thypromife,  Lord, 
And  men  fecurely  trait. 


4*  PS  A  L  M    XIX. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  giv'n? 
O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
Bat  find  the  path  to  heav'n! 

PAUSE. 

5  I  heard  thy  word  with  love 

And  I  would  fain  obey; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  left  I  ftray. 

6  O  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways? 
Yet,  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  mind, 
I  would  not  dare  traafgrefs. 

7  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  fin, 

Forgive  my  fecret  faults, 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  foul  of  mine, 
Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

8  While,  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  fpread  thy  praife  abroad, 
Accept  the  worlhip  and  the  fong, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  God. 

PSALM  19.     Long  Metre. 

The  hooks  of  nature  and  fcripture  compared;  or% 
The  glory  andfuccefs  of  the  gofpeL 

I  '"p-HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
A    In  every  ftar  thy  goodnefs  mines; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

%  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confefs; 
J3ut  the  bleft  volume  thou  haft  writ, 
Reveals  thy  juftice  and  thy  grace. 


PSALM    XIX.  45 

3  San,  moon  and  ftars  convey  thy  prate 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  ftand; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touch  d  and  glanc'don  every  land. 

4  Nor  (hall  thyfpreading  gofpel  reft 

Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  run; 
Till  Chrift  has  all  the  nations  Weft, 

That  fee  the  light,  or  feel  the  fun. 
c  Great  fun  of  righteoufnefs,  arife, 

Blefs  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light; 
Thy  goipel  makes  the  (imple  wife, 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 
6  Thy  nob-eft  wonders  here  we  view, 

In  fouls  renew'd  and  fins  forgiv'n, 
Lord,  cleanfe  my  fins,  my  foul  renew,      f 

And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heav  n. 

PSALM  19.  To  the  tune  of  the  113th  Pfalm. 
The  book  of  nature  andfcripture. 

1  f*\  REATGod^heheavVswellorder'dframe 
Vjr  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name: 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  mine, 
A  thoufand  ftarry  beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear  _  # 
Of  boundlefs  pow'r,  and  flail  divine. 

3  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heav'nly  wifdom  read; 
With  (ilent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praife, 

And  neither  found  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  inftruclions  run 
Fax  as  the  journies  of  the  fun, 


44  PSALM    XIX. 

And  ev'ry  nation  knows  their  voice. 
The  fun,  likefome  young  bridegroom  dreft, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eaft, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  fmiles  and  fpeaks  his  maker  God; 

All  nature  joins  to  (hew  thy  praife: 
Thus  God  in  ev'rv  creature  mines; 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 

But  fairer  is  the  book  of  grace. 

5  I  lore  the  volumes  of  thy  word: 
What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afford 

To  fouls  benighted  and  diftreft! 
Thy  precepts^guide  my  doubtful  way* 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  flray, 

Thy  promife  leads  my  heart  to  reft. 

6  From  the  difcoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rales  of  life  I  draw: 

Thefe  are  my  ftudyand  delight; 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafte,  " 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  paft, 

Appears  fo  pleafing  to  the  fight. 

7  Thy  threat'nings  wake  my  (lumbering  eyes* 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies; 

But  'tis  thy  bletTed  gofpel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  confcience  clean, 
Converts  my  foul,  fubdues  my  fin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

g  Who  knows  thfe  errors  of  his  thoughts  J 
My  God,  forgive  my  ferret  faults, 

Apr!  from  prefumptuous  fins  reftrain; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife, 
That  I  have  read  *hv  book  of  grace, 
And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain, 


PSALM    XX.  45 

P  S  A  L  M  to.     Long  Metre. 
Prayer  and  hope  ofvittory. 

FOR  A  DAY  OF  PRAYER  IN  TIME  OF  WAR. 

j  T^fOW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
■^  Attend  his  people's  humble  cry! 
Jehovah  hears  when  lfraei  prays, 

Aad  brings  deliverance  from  on  high. 

a  The  name  ©f  Jacob's  God  defends, 

When  bucklers  fail  and  brazen  walls: 
He  from  his  fanctuary  fends 

Succour  and  ftrength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs, 

His  love  exceeds  our  beftdeferts; 
His  love  accepts  the  facriiice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 

4  In  his  falvation  is  our  hope, 

And  in  the  name  of  Ifrael's  God 
Our  troops  fhail  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train 'd  for  war, 

And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  boafls$ 
Our  fureft  expectations  are 
From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hofts. 

6  [O  may  the  memory  of  thy  name 

Infpire  our  armies  for  the  fight! 
Our  foes  mall  fall  and  die  with  fhame, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  coward  flight.! 

1  Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  flavifh  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  flrong9 
Till  thy  falvation  fhail  appear, 
And  jo  v  and  trismph  raife  the  fong. 
Bz 


46  PSALM    XXL 

P  S  A  L  M  2 1 .     Common  Metre. 
National  blejjings  acknowledged. 
I  TN  thee,  great  God,  with  fongs  of  praife* 
J-   Oar  favor'd  realms  rejoice; 
And,  biefs'd  with  thy  falvation,  raife 
To  heav'n  their  cheerful  voice. 

a  Thy  fure  defence,  through  nations  rouoda 
Hath  fpread  our  rifing  Dame, 
And  all  our  feeble  efforts  crown'd 
With  freedom  and  witfe  fame. 

3  In  deep  diftrefs  our  injur'd  land 

Implor'd  thy  power  to  fave; 
For  life  we  pray'd — thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  blefling  gave. 

4  Thy  mighty  arm,  eternal  pow'r, 

Oppos'd  their  deadly  aim, 
In  mercy  fwept  them  from  our  more, 
And  fpreads  their  fails  with  flume. 

5  On  thee,  in  woe  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely; 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  wants  fupply, 

6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  pow'r  declare, 

And  ftill  exalt  thy  fame; 
While  we  glad  fongs  of  praife  prepare 
For  thine  almighty  name. 

PSALM  21.  Ver.  1—9.  Long  Metre, 

Chrijl  exalted  in  his  kingdom. 
X   ""pvAVID  rejoie'din  God  his  ftrength, 

JL>J   Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace, 
••But  Chrift,  the  fun,  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the.  triumph  and  the  praife. 


PSALM    XXII.  47 

How  great  the  bleft  Meffiah's  joy 

In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand! 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 

And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 
Thy  goodnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will. 

Nor  doth  the  leaft  requeft  withhold; 
Bleffings  of  love  prevent  him  ftill, 

And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 
Honor  and  majefty  divine 

Around  his  facred  temples  mine; 
Blefs'd  with  the  favor  of  thy  face, 

And  length  of  everlafting  days.' 
Thine  hand  fhall  find  out  all  his  foes; 

And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 
With  raging  heat,  and  living  coals, 

S©  fhall  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls, 

P  S  A  L  M  22.     Ver.  i— ■ 16. 

Firft  part.    Common  Metre. 
The  Sufferings  and  death  of  Chrijl. 

WHY  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook* 
Nor  will  a  fmile  afford? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguifh fpoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 
,  Tho'  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 
Among  thy  praifing  faints, 
Yet  thou  canft  hear  our  groan  as  well. 
And  pity  our  complaints. 
;  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name, 
And  great  deiiv'rance  found; 
But  I'm  a  worm  defpis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 
I.  With  fliaking  head  they  pafs  me  by, 
And  laugh  my  foul  to  fcorn ; 
*'  In  vain  he  trufls  in  God"  they  cry, 
"  Negkaed  and  forlorn" 


4»  PSALM    XXH. 

5  But  thou  art  he,  who  form'd  my  flelh* 

By  thine  almighty  word: 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  breaft, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  face 

When  foes  fland  threat'ning  round, 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
And  not  an  helper  found; 

PAUSS. 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
By  foes  encompafs  "d  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  lions  roaiing  loud. 

8  From  earth  and  hell  my  forrows  meet, 

To  multiply  the  fmart; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feefj 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fov'reign  hand  let  loofe 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruife 
The  Son  he  loves  fo  well? 

I©  My  God,  if  poflible  it  be 
Withhold  this  bitter  cup; 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  forrows  up. 

xi  My  heart  difTolves  with  pangs  unknowg 
In  groans  I  wafte  my  breath: 
Thy  heavy  hand  has  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  duft  of* death. 

1%  Father,  I  give  my  fpirit  up, 
And  truft  it  in  thy  hand ; 
My  dying  fleih  mall  reft  in  hope, 
And  rife  at  thy  command. 


PSALM     XXII.  49 

PSALM  22.     ver.  20,  21,  27—31. 
Second  part.     Common  Metre. 

2  (C   XTOw  frorn  tne  rozvm%  1'on's  rage, 

IN    "  O  Lord,  protect  thy  Son, 
"  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
"  The  powers  of  hell  alone." 
%  Thus  did  ourfufrering  Saviour  pray 
With  mighty  cries  and  tears, 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death* 

His  throne  exalted  high ; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
Shali  worihip  or  mall  die. 

4  A  numerous  offspring  muft  arife 

From  his  expiring  groaRs; 
They  t'hall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  fons. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  fhall  fee 

His  table  richly  fpread; 
And  all  thatfeek  the  Lord  fnall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  ifles  mall  know  the  righteoufnefs 

Of  our  incarnate  God; 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profefs 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

PSALM  22.     Long  Metre. 
ChriJT's  fufferings  and  exaltation, 
1  VTOW  let  our  mournful  fongs  record 
IN    The  dying  forrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 


50  PSALM    XXIII. 

a  The  Jews  behold  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  (hake  their  heads,  and  laugh  in  fcornj 
"  He  refcued  others  from  the  grave; 
"  Now  let  him  try  himfeif  to  fave. 

3  "  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend  - 
"  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend: 
"  If  God  the  bleiTedlov'd  hirafo, 

"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now." 

4  Oh  favage  people!  cruel  priefts! 

How  they  flood  round  like  raging  beafts  % 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  pow'r. 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Till  frreams  of  blood  each  other  meet) 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

6  But  God  his  father  heard  his  cry; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  humble  finners  talte  his  grace. 

PSA  I  M  23.     Long  Metre. 

God  our  Jhepherd. 

1  IMfY  fhepherd  is  the  living  God; 

lyJL  Now  (hall  my  wants  be  well  fupply'd; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  fafety  and  my  guide, 
a  In  pailures  where  falvation  grows 

He  makes  me  ktd,  he  makes  me  reft, 
There  living  water  gently  flows. 
And  ail  the  food  divinely  blefL 
3  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  miflake; 
But  he  reftores  my  foul  to  peace, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteouinefs* 


PSALM    XXIH.  5I 

Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its,  terrors  are, 

My  heart  and  hope  (hall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  fhepherd's  with  me  there. 

Amidft  the  darknefs  and  the  deeps, 

Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  day; 
Thy  ftafF  fupports  mv  feeble  fteps, 

Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 
The  fons  of  earth,  and  fons  of  hell, 

Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs  and  repine 
To  fee  my  table  fpread  to  well 

With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine. 

[How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 

Thy  fpirit  condefcends  to  reft! 
'Tis  av  divine  anointing  (hade, 

Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  a  feaft. 

;  Surely  the  mercies  of  the 'Lord 

Attend  his  houmold  all  their  days? 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feek  his  face,  and  fmg  his  praife.^ 

P  $  A  I'M  23.     Common  Metre. 

MY  fhepherd  will  fupply  my  need, 
Jehovah  is  his  name; 
In  paftures  frefri  he  makes  me  feed, 
Befide  the  living  ftream. 

s  He  brings  my  wandering  fpirit  back 
When  I  forfake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  Whsn  I  walk  thro'  the  fiiades  of  death, 
Thy  preface  is  my  ftay; 
One  word  of  thy  fupporting  breath 
Drives  all  my^ears  away. 


1 


52  PSALM    XXIII. 

4  Thy  hand  in  fight  of  all  my  foes 

Doth  ft  ill  my  table  fpread ; 

My  cup  with  bleflings  overflow, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  fure  provifions  ©f  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days; 
O  may  thy  houfe  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praife! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  reft, 

(  While  others  go  and  come ) 
No  more  a  ftranger  or  a  gueft, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

PSALM  zy    Short  Metre. 

i  HP  HE  Lord  my  fhepherdis, 
JL    I  mall  be  wellfupply'd; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide? 

%  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pafture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pafs, 
And  full  falvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  aft  ray, 

He  doth  my  foul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  moft  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 
Tho'  I  &ould  walk  thro'  death's  daik  ihade, 
My  fhepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  furrounding  foes 

Thou  doit  my  table  fpread, 
My  cup  with  bleflings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 


PSALM    XXIV.  53 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  lovs 

Shall  crown  ray  following  days; 

Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 

Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife. 

P  S  A  L  M  24.     Common  Metre, 
Dwelling  with  G-sd- 
1  r~pHE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
1     With  Adam's  numerous  race: 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  feas. 

%  But  who  among  the  fons  of  mea 
May  vifit  thine  abode? 
He  that  has  hands  from  mifchief  clean, 
Whofe  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 

The  blefHngs  of  his  grace; 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  foul's  immortal  pow'rs, 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare; 

Lift  up  their  everlaftinp;  doors, 

f  he  king  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  king  of  glory !  who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might? 
He  rules  the  nations;  but  to  dwell 
With  faints  is  his  delight. 

P  SJ  L  M  24.     Long  Metre. 
Saints  dwell  in  heaven;  or,  Ch rifts  afcenfion. 
t  ^pHlS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

JL   And  men  and  worms,  and  hearts  and  birds; 
He  rais'd  'he  building  on  the  feas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 


f$  PSALM    XXV. 

a  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lot d,  above  the  fky: 
Who  (hallafcend  that  bleft  abode, 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  maker  God? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  (in, 

Whofe  heart  is  pure,  whofe  hands  are  clean, 
Him  (hall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufnefs. 

4  Thefe  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
Thefe  (hall  enjoy  the  blifsful  fight, 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  light. 

PAUSE. 

5  Rejoice  ye  mining  worlds  on  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  Glory  nigh! 
Who  can  this  King  of  Glory  be? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

$  Ye  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  difplay, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way; 
Laden  with  fpoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqu'ror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead  in  awful  {late, 
He  opens  heav'n's  eternal  gate, 
To  give  his  faints  a  blefs'd  abode 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

PSALM '*/.  v.  i— ii.  Firft  part.  Short  Metre. 

Waiting  for  pardon  and  direction* 

1  T  LIFT  my  foul  to  God, 
J.  My  truft  is  in  his  name; 

Let  not  my  foes  that  feek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  fharae. 

2  Sin,  and  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 

Perfuade  me  to  defpair; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  cov'nant  well, 
That  I  may  Tcape  the  ihare. 


PSALM    XXV.  55 

From  beams  of  dawning  light 

'Till  cv'ning  Shades  arife,^ 
For  thy  falvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 

With  ever  longing  eyes. 
Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth; 
Forgive  the  fins  of  riper  days, 

And  follies  cf  my  youth. 
The  Lord  is  jwft  and  kind. 

The  meek  (hall  learn  his  ways; 
And  every  humble  (inner  iind 

The  methods  of  his  grace. 
For  his  own  goodnefs  fake 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame; 
He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 

Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  %s-  Ver.  ia— 14,  io—ij, 
Second  part.     Short  Metre. 
Divine  inftruftion, 
TTTHERE  fhall  the  man  be  fouad 
*  V    That  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gofpel's  joyful  found. 

And  trembles  at  the  rod? 
The  Lord  (hall  make  him  know 

The  fecrets  of  his  heart, 
The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  (howa 

And  all  his  love  impart. 
The  dealings  of  his  pow'r 

Are  truth  and  mercy  dill, 
With  fuch  as  keep  his  cov'nant  fure. 

And  love  to  do  his  will. 
.  Their  foul  fhall  dwell  at  eafe, 

Before  their  Maker's  face; 
Their  feed  (hall  tafte  the  promifea 

ia  their  extenGve  grace. 


$$  PSALM    XXV. 

PSALM   25.      ver.  15— 22. 
Third  part.    Short  Metre. 
D'tfirefs  of  foul;  or,  Backjliding  and  deferthn, 
I  TV/TINE  eyes  and  ray  defire 
1VX  Are  ever  to  the  Lord ; 
I  love  to  plead  his  promis'd  grace, 
And  reft  upon  his  word, 
a  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  foul, 
Bring  thy  falvation  near; 
When  will  thy  hand  aflift  my  feet 
To  'feape  the  deadly  fnare? 

3  When  (hall  the  fov'reign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God, 
Reflore  me  from  thofe  dang* reus  ways 
My  wand'ringfeet  have  trode! 

4  Thetumult  of  my  thoughts 

Doth  but  enlarge  my  woe; 
My  fpirit  languishes,  my  heart 
Is  defolate  and  low. 

5  With  every  morning  light 

Myforrow  newhegins; 
Look  on  my  anguifh  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  fins. 

PAUSE. 

6  Behold,  the  hofts  of  hell, 

How  cruel  is  their  hate! 
A  gain  ft  my  life  they  rife  and  joia 
Their  fury  with  deceit. 

7  Okeep  my  fowl  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  fhame; 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  truft 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

8  With  humble  faith  I  wait 

To  fee  thy  face  again; 
Of  Ifra'l  it  mail  ne'er  be  faid, 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 


PSALM    XXVI.  XXVII.        57 

P  S  A  L  M  26.     Long  Metre. 

Sslf -examination;  er,  Evidences  of  grace. 

r  JUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways, 
J   And  try  my  reins,  and  try  ray  heart; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promife  ftays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

*  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit, 

With  men  of  vanity  and  lies; 
The  fcoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

3  Amongftthy  faints  will  I  appear 

Array'd  in  robes  of  innocence; 
But  when  I  ftand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Ghrift  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honors. dwell 3 
There  mall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  laft 

With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  pafs'd 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 

PSALM 27.  v.  1—6.  Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  church  is  our  delight  qndfafety. 

j  'T^HE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
X     And  my  falvation  too; 
God  is  my  fcrength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  ray  foes  can  do. 

3  One  privilege  my  heart  defires, 
O  grant  me  mine  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  faints* 
The  temples  of  my  Godi 


58  PSALM    XXVH. 

3  There  fhall  I  offer  my  requefts, 

And  fee  thy  beauty  ftili ; 
Shall  hear  thy  meffages  cf  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rife,  and  florm3  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide; 
God  is  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  foul  abide. 

5  Now  (hall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  found. 

P  SALM  zj.     Ver.  8,  9—13*  H» 

Second  part.    Common  Metre. 

Prayer  and  hope, 

1  Q  OON  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 
O  "  Ye  children  feek  my  grace," 
My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 
"  I'll  feek  my  Father's  face." 

a  Let  not  thy  face  be  hide  from  me, 
Nor  frown  my  foul  away; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  diflreffing  day. 
s  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  de«V 
Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  fupply. 
4  My  fainting  flem  had  died  with  grief, 
Had  not  my  foul  believ'd^ 
To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 


PSALM  XXVIII.  XXIX.         5$ 

5  Watt  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints, 
And  keep  your  courage  up; 
Hell  raifeyour  fpirit  when  it  faints 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

PSALM  28.     Long  Metre. 
God  the  refuge  if  the  a  fit  Bed. 

s  HPO  thee,  O  Lord,  I  raife  my  cries; 
X    Mv  fervent  prayer  in  mercy  hear; 
For  ruin  waits  my  trembling  foul, 
If  tbou  jxfufe  a  gracious  ear. 
0,  When  fupplainttow'rdthy  holy  hill, 
I  lift  my  mournful  hands  to  pray, 
Afford  thy  grace,  nor  drive  me  ftill 
With  impious  hypocrites  away. 

3  Tofons  of  falfehood,thatdefpife 

The  works  and  wonders  of  thy  reiga, 
Thy  vengeance  gives  the  due  reward, 
And  finks  their  fouls  to  endiefs  pain. 

4  But  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord^ 

Whofe  mercy  hears  my  mournful  voice; 
My  heart,  that  trufted  in  his  word, 
In  his  falvation  mall  rejoice. 

5  Let  every  faint,  in  fore  diftrefs, 

By  faith  approach  his  Saviour  God; 
Then  grant,  O  Lord,  thy  pari'ning  grace, 
And  feed  thy  church  with  heavenly  food. 

PSALM  29.     Long  Metre. 
Storm  a?nl  thunder. 

2  /~*  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
vJT  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power, 
Afcribe  due  honor?,  to  his  name, 
And  hie  eternal  might  adore. 


6p  PSALM     XXX, 

a  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
Thro'  every  ocean,  every 4and; 
His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

'3  He  fpeaks;  and  tempeft,  hail,  and  wind, 
Lay  the  wide  foreft  bare  around; 
The  fearful  hart  and  frighted  hind 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  found. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 

And,  io,  the  itately  cedars  break: 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noife, 
The  vallies  roar,  the  defcrts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  fitsfov'reign  on  the  flood, 

The  Thund'rer  reigns  for  ever  king? 
But  makes  his  church  his  blefl  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  fing. 

6  In  gentler  language,  there  the  Lord 

The  counfel  of  his  grace  imparts: 
Amidft  the  raging  ftorm,  his  word 

Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

P  S  A  I  M  30.     Firft  part.    Long  Metre, 
Sicknefs  healed*  and/arrows  removed. 

1  T  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
1   At  thy  command  difeafes  fly: 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak  and  fave 
From  the  dark  borders  ot  the  grave? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints,  and  prove 
How  large  his  grace,  how  kind  his  love; 
Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoice,  and  trace 
The  wondrous  records  of  his  grace. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  ftays;^ 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  aays: 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning  ftar  reft  ores  the  joy. 


PSAL  M    XXX.  XXXI.  6 1 

PSALM     30.     verfe6. 
Second  pwrt.  Long  Metre. 
Health,  Jicknefsy  and  recovery. 
1  TEMRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
X?    And  J  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night; 
Fondly  [  faid  within  my  heart, 
"  Pieafure  and  peace  mail  ne'er  depart.'' 
%  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  ftrong, 

Which  made  my  mountain  ftand  fo  long; 

Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 

3  I  cried  aloud  to  thee,  my  God; 

"  What  canft  thou  profit  by  my  blood? 

"  Deep  in  the  duft  can  I  declare 

**  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefs  there? 

4  <l  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,"  I  faid, 
''And  biing  me  from  among  the  dead." 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  paics  I  felt, 

Thy  pard'niogiovercmov'd  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now ; 

I  throw  my  fTackclotb  on  the  ground, 
And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  round. 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  fiient  of  thy  name; 

Thy  praifejTian  found  thro5  earth  and  heav'n, 
For  fickntfs  heal'd,  and  fins  forgiv'n. 

P  $  A  L  M  31.  ver.  5—13,  19— sa,  23. 
Firft  part.     Common  Metre. 
Deliverance  fre?n  death. 
x  f-pO  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  love, 
A     My  fpirit  T  commit; 
Thou  hafr  redeem'd  my  foul  from  death, 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 
B3 


6*  PSALM     XXXf. 

a  Defpair  and  comfort,  hope  and  fear, 
Maintain  da  doubtful  ftnfe  ;     _  \. 
While  fofrOW,  pain,  and  tin  confpir  d 
To  take  away  my  life- 

3  "  My  time  is  in  thy  hand,"  I  cried* 

"  1  hough  I  draw  near  the  dufti" 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  God  in  whom  I  trull. 

4  Oh  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Tjpon  thy  tervant  mine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  mercy's  fake, 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

pause.  . 

5  'Twas  in  my  hafte-,  my  fpirit  faid, 

"  I  muft  defpair  ana  die,         >■ 
"  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyrs ;' 
But  thou  haft  heard  my  cry. 

6  Thy  goudnefs  how  divinely  free! 

Howfweet  thy  failing  face, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  makfiy, 
And  truftthy  piomis'd  grace. 

*  Oh  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  faints, 
And  fine  his  praifes  loud; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  yodr  complaints, 
And  recompence  the  proud. 

P  SAL  M  3«-    Ver.  7— 33.  **-***; 

Second  part.    Short  Metre. 
Deliverance  f rem  fiarJer  and  reproach. 

I  TV/TY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
J-VA  Mv  God,  my  heavenly  trult; 
Thou  hall  preferv'd  me  free  from  marae, 
Mine  hoaor  from  the  dufb 


PSALM     XXXII.  63 

"  My  lite  is  fpent  with  grief,"  I  cry'd, 

"  My  years  confuui'd  in  groans, 
"  My  ftrenoth  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dried, 

"  And  furrowwalt.es  my  bones." 
Among  mine  enemies  mv  name   - 

A  proverb  vain  has  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbors  I  become, 

Forgotten  and  unknown. 
Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  fide 

SeizM  and  befet  roe  round^ 
I  to  thy  throne  of  grace  applied, 

And  ipeedy  refcue  found. 

PAUSE.* 

;  How  great  deliv'rance  thou' haft  wrought 
Before  the  funs  of  men ! 
The  lving  lips  to  filence  brought, 
And  rnar'e  their  boafting  vain! 

6  Thy  children  from  the  ftrife  of  tongues 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  cru(h  the  fons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  facred  prefrnqe,  Lord, 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell: 
No  fenced  city  wali'd  and  barr'd 
Secures  a  faint  fo  well. 

PSALM  32.     Short  Metre, 
Forgivencfs  qfjins  upon  confejfion* 
%  /~\H  bleiTed  fouls  are  they 
Kj    VVhofe  fins  are  cover'd  o'er! 
Divinely  Mefs'd  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 
q,  They  mourn  their  follies  paft, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care, 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  Sincere. 


64  PSALM    XXXII. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  felVring  wound, 
'Till  I  cosfefs'd  my  fins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  finners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  tkrone; 
Onr  help  in  times  of  deep  difbreis 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

PSALM  32.     Common  Metre; 

Free  pardon  and  fincere  obedience ;  ar,  ConfeJJion 
andfergivenzfs. 

x  TJFOWblefs'd  the  man  to  whom  his  God 
*      No  more  imputes  his  fin, 
But  wafh'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood, 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean! 

a  And  blefs'd  beyond  expreilion  he 
Whofe  debts  are  thus  difcharg'd; 
While  from  the  guihy  bondage  free 
He  feels  his  foul  enlarg'd. 

3  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

His  words  are  all  fincere; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes* 
To  keep  his  confeience  clear* 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  fuppreft, 

No  quiet  could  I  find; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breaft, 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  Iconfefs'd  my  troubled  thoughts, 

My  fecret  Ijn9  reveal'd, 
Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgave  my  faults. 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  feal'd. 


6  This  {hall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray; 
When  like  a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rile,  otir  ftrength  and  itay 

Is  a  Forgiving  God, 

P  SAL  M  32.  Firft  part.  Long  Metre. 
Repentance  and  free  pardon;  orr  Juftificdtion  and 

farMification. 
1  "DLESS'd  is  the  man,  for  ever  blefs'd, 
**  Whofe  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his^Godj 
Whole  fins  with  for  row  are  confeis'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood* 
a  Before  his  judgment-feat  the  Lord  _ 
No  more  permits  his  crimes  to  rile; 
He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward  .    . 

And  not  on  works,  but  grace,  relies, 

3  From  guilt  his  heart  and  lips  are  free; 

His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 
With  deep  repentance  we  1  agree,      « 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  nncere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  rigfiteoufnefs,     > 

That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  fins? 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 

Thro'  all  his  life  appears  and  (tones. 
PSALM  32.  Second  part.  Long  Metre. 
Agui'ty  cmfchnceeafd  by  confefion  and  pardon* 

5  \xr  fllLE.  I  keep  dence,  and  conceal 

V*     mv  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments 'doth  mv  conference  feel  J 
What  agonies  of  insrard  fmart ! 
a  1  foread  my  fms  before  the  'Lord* 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  coniefs;    , 
Thy  gofpel  foeaks  a  pard'ning  word* 
Thine  holy  fpirit  feals  the  grace, 
B4 


66  PSALM    XXXIII, 

3  For  this  mall  every  humble  foul 

Make  fwift  addrefles  to  thy  feat! 
When  floods  of  huge  teropiations  roll, 
There  fliall  they  find  a  bleft  retreat. 

4  Row  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark,  and  itorms  appear! 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  fafe  from  ev'ry  inare. 

PSALM  53-   Firft  part.  Common  Metre, 
Works  of  creation  ana, providence. 

I  T>  EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
XV-  This  work  belongs  to  you: 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  juft,  and  true! 
%  His  mercy  and  his  righteowfnefs 
Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim ; 
His  wqrks  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  word,  with  energy  divine, 

Thofe  heav'nly  arches  fpread. 
Bade  fta^ry  hofts  around  them  mine, 
And  light  the  heav'ns  pervade. 

4  He  taught  the  fwelling  waves  to  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep; 
Bade  raging  feas  their  limits  know, 

And  ftill  their  ftation  keep. 
$  Ye  tenants  of  the  fpacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  ftand: 
He  fpake  and  nature  took  its  birth, 

And  refts  on  his  command. 
6  He  fcorns  the  angry  nations'  ra^e, 

And  breaks  their  vain  defigns ; 
llis  counfcl  Hands  through  ev'ry  age, 

And  in  full  glory  things. 


PSALM    XXXIII.  67 

PSALM  33.  Second  part.  Common  Metre. 
Creatures  vain,  and  G.od  all-fujficient. 

x  T)LESS'd  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
13  Hath  nVd  his  gracious  throne; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 
*  His  eye,  with  infinite  fur vey, 

Does  the  whole  world  behold; 
He  form  d  us  all  of  equal  day, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave; 
Norfpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
Can  his  bold  rider  fave. 

4  Vain  is  theflrength  cfbeafts  or  men, 

Nor  fprings  our  fafety  thence ; 
But  holy  fouls  fiom  God  obtain 
A  ftrong  and  fure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trull: 

When  plagues  or  famine  fpread, 
His  watchful  eye  fecures  the  juft, 
Among  ten  thoufand  dead. 
•  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice. 
And  blefs  us  from  thy  throne; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  eur  choice, 
rind  truil  thy  grace  alone. 

PSALM  33.  As  the  113th  Pfalm.   Firfl  part. 

Work j  of  creatio?i  and  providence. 

I  "V'E  holy  fouls  in  God  rejoice, 

X      Yon*  Maker's  praife  becomes,  your  voice, 

Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs  be  new ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways,      » 
K'is  work?  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
How  wife  and  holy,  juft,  and  true! 


68  PSALM     XXXIII. 

*  Behold,  to  earth's  remoteft  ends 

Hisgoodnefs  flows,  his  truth  extends; 

His  powV  the  heav'nly  arches  fpread j 
His  word,  with  energy  divine. 
Bad  ftarry  hofts  around  them  mine, 

And  light  the  circling  heav'ns  pervade. 

3  His  hand  collecls  the  flowing  feas ; 

1  hole  wat'ry  treaiures  know  their  place, 
And  fill  the  ftorehoufe  of  the  deep: 

He  fpake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth ; 

And  fires  and  feas,  and  heav'n  and  earth. 
His  everlafting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  fuch  refiftlefs  pow'r* 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage; 
Vain  are  your  thoughts,  and  weak  yoor  hands; 
But  his  eternal  couafel  ftands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

PSALM  33.     As  the  113th  Pfalnv 
Second  part. 

Creatures  va'm,  and  God  all-fufficient : 
1  f\ft  hapoy  nation,  where  the  Lord 
vJ   Reveals  the  treaiure  of  "his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  iurv-eys,  _ 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways. 
But  God  their  maker  is  unknown, 
a 'Let  kings  r el  v  upon  their  hoft^ 
And  of  his  flrcngth  the  champion  boalij 

In  vain  thev  boaft,  in  vain  rely; 
In  vain  we  traft  the  brutal  force, 
Or  fpeed  or  courage  of  an  horfe, 
To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 


PSALM    XXXIV.  69 

3  The  arm  of  our  almighty  Lord 
Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 

When  deaths  or  dangers  threat'mng  fland; 
Thy  watchful  eye  pretends  the  juft, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  aid  trulr, 

When  wars  or  famine  wait?  the  land. 
In  ficknefs,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Our  great  phviician  and  our  ihield 

Shall  fend  falvation  from  his  throne; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodnefs  (hine; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

PSALM  34.    Firft  part.  Long  Metre, 
God' scare  of  the  faints;  or,  Deliverance  by  prayer* 

1  T    ORD,  I  will  blefs  thee-  all  my  days, 
JLi  Thy  praife  mail  dwell  upon  my  tongue  1 
My  foul  fhall  glory  in  thy  grace, 

While  faints  rejoice  to  hear  the  fong. 
Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

Let  ev'ry  heart  exalt  his  name; 
I  fought  thJ  eternal  God,  and  he 

Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  flianie. 
3  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  grief, 

My  fecret  groaning  feach'd  his  earsj 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 

And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 
To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes,  < 

With-heav'nly  joy  their  faces  (hine, 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  ikies 

Fills  them  with  light  and  love  divine» 
His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Around  the  men  that  krvt  the  Lord; 
Oh  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  faints, 

Tatle  of  his  grace,  and  truft  his  word- 


7o  P  S  A  L  M     XXXIV. 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood; 
But  none  (hall  feek  the  Lord  in  vam, 
Nor  want  iupplies  of  real  good. 
PSALM    34.     Ver.  1 1—22. 
Second  part.    Long  Metre. 
Religious  education;  or,  Irijlr  unions  of  piety. 

I   /^HIL£)REN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young* 
;    V>»   Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents'  joy. 
Attend  the  counfels  of  my  tongue, 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

«,  If  you  defire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  ftate, 
Refbain  your  feet  from  impious  ways 
Your  lips  from  (lander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints, 

His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries; 
He  lets  his  frowning  face  againft 
The  fons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  fouls  and  broken  heaits 

God  and  his  grace  is  ever  nigh; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 
r  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans. 
Mis  Son  redeems  their  fouls  from  death, 
His  fpirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 

Bis  praife  employs  their  tuneful  breath. 

PSALM 2,4.  V.i— 10.  Firftpart.  Common  Metre 

Prayer  and  praife  for  eminent  deliverance* 

x  T'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day; 
A  How  good  are  all  his  ways; 
Ye  humble  fouls  that  ufe  to  pray, 
'  Come,  help  my  lips  to  praife. 


PSALM     XXXIV*  7 

i  Sine?;  to  the  honor  of  his  name, 
How  a  pooriuff'rer  cried, 
Nor  was  his  hope  expos  d  to  fhame, 
'  Nor  was  his  fuit  deny'd, 

3  When  threat'ning  forrows  round  me  flood; 

And  endlefs  fears  arofe,  , 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood* 
Redoubling  all  my  woes: 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diftrefs, 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears; 
He  gave  niv  marpeft  torments  eafe, 
And  dlenc  d  all  my  fears. 

PAUSE. 

[5  O  tinners  come  and  tafte  his  lore, 
Come,  learn  his  pleafarit  ways, 
And  let  vour  own  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 
6  He  bids  the  angels  pitch  their  tents 
R.ound  where  his  children  dwell: 
What  ills  their  heav'nly  care  prevents 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell.j 
[7  O  love  the  Lord,  ye  faints  or  his; 
Iiis  eye  regards  the  jeftj 
How  richly  blels'd  their  portion  is 
Who  makes  the  Lord  their  trufl. 
t  Ycufig  lion?,  pihch'd  with  hunger,  roar 
And  famifh  in  the  wood: 
But  God  fiipplies  his  hoiy  poor 
With  ev'ry  needful  good.] 
P  S  A  L  M    34.     Ver.  11—22. 
Second  part.     Common  Metre. 
Exhortation  to  peace  and  holinefs. 
i  f~*i  OMF,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
V>*   And  that  your  days  be  long, 
Let  not  a  falfig  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upoo  your  tongue. 


72  PSALM     XXXV. 

%  Depart  from  mifchief,  practife  love, 
Purfue  the  works  of  peace; 
So  fhal)  the  Lord  your  ways  approve. 
And  fet  your  fouls  at  eaie. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  juft. 

His  ears  attend  their  cry; 
When  broken  fpirits  dwell  in  duft, 
The  God  of  grace  is  high. 

4  What  though  theforrows  here  they  tafte 

Are  (harp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord,  who  faves  them  all  at  Iaft, 
Is  their  fupporter  now. 

5  Evil  fhall  fmite  the  wicked  dead; 

But  God  fecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  Hide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  defolation.  like  a-fiortd, 

O'er  the  proud  (inner  rolls, 

Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 

i'cr  he  redeem 'd  tbeir  fouls. 

PSALM ^35-ver.  12,13, 14.  Common  Metre; 

Love  to  enemies;  or,  Tlye  love  of  Chriji  tojinners 
typified  in  David. 

I  "TOEHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love, 
-*-*  That  holy  David  (hows: 
Behold  his  kind  com paffion  move 
For  his  afflicled  foes! 
a  When  they  are  fick  his  foul  complains, 
And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart; 
The  fpirit  of  the  gnfpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 
3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 
As  for  a  brother  dead! 
And  fafting,  mortify'd  his  foul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 


PSALM    XXXVI.  73 

4  They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  Him  on  their  bed, 

Yet  ftill  he  pleads  and  mourns; 
And  double  bleiTings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  type  of  lleav'dy  grace! 

Thus  Chrift  the  Lord  appears; 
While  finners  curfe,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

6  He, the  true  David,  lirael's  king, 

Blefs'd  andbelov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels,  dead  in  fin, 
Paid  his  own  dearefi  blood. 

PSALM  36.   Ver.  5—9.   Long  Metre. 

The  perfections  and  providence  of  God;  or}  Gcn« 
eral  providence  andfpecial  grace. 

I  TTIGH  in  the  heavens',  eternal  God, 
XI.  Thy  goodnefs  in  fuf!  glory  mines; 
Thy  truth  fnall  breakthrough  ev'ry  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thydefigns. 
%  For  ever  firm  thy  juftice  llands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
T'byjudgmen*s  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 

Both  man  and  bead  thy  bounty  mare; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  feints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God  1  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  aft  our  hope  and  comfort  fprfagsj 
The  fons  of  "Adam  in  diilrefs 
Fly  to  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings. 


,74  PSALM     XXXVI. 

5  From  ihe  proviflons  of  thy  houfe 

We  (hall  be  fed  with  fweet  repair.; 
There  mercy,  like  a  river,  iiows, 
And  brings  falvation  to  our  tafte. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free,  '. 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord; 
And  in  thy  light  our  fouls  (hall  fee 
The  glorie*promis'd  in  thy  word. 


PSALM ?>6-  V.i,  a,  5,  6,  7, 9-  Common  Metre. 
Practical  atheifm  expofed;  or,  The  being  end  at- 
tributes of  God  ajferted. 
I  TTtrHILE  men  grov<  bald  in  wicked  ways, 
**     And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  rrie  often  lays, 
'•  There  thoughts  believe  there's  none."'' 
a  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare* 
(Whate'tr  their  Hos  profefs) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  fetk  his  grace. 

3  How  ftrange  felf-flatt'ry  blinds  their  eyes; 

But  there's  a  hafl'ning  hour 
When  they  {hall  fee,  with  fore  furprife 
The  terrors  of  thy  pow'r. 

4  Thy  juftice  fhall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  aw? 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
A.  deep  unfathom'd  fea. 

5  Above  thefe  heav'ns'  created  rounds 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  ex*--  id; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the  narr  >w  bound* 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  beaft ; 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  chufeto  reft. 


PSALM    XXXVL  7; 

Xl  From  thee,  when  creature-ftr earns  runs  low* 
And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  fprings  of  life  (hall  flow* 
&nd  raifeour  pleafures  high. 
8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 
And  death  elofe  up  oir  eyes, 
Thy  prefence  makes  eternal  day, 
Where  clouds  can  never  rife] 

PSALM  36.   Ver.  1—7.  Short  Metre, 

The  wickednefs  ofman^  and  the  majefiy  of  God;  or^ 
Prahical  atkeifm  expqfed. 

1  "VT7HEN  man  grows  bold  in  fin, 
VV     My  heart  within  me  cries, 
€i  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
*'  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 
%  [He  walks  a  while  conceaPd 
In  afelf-fiatfring  dream, 
Till  his  dark  crimes  at  once  reveal'd* 
Expofc  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His.  words  are  fmooth  and  fair; 
Wifdom  is  banifh'd  from  his  foul, 
And  leaves  no  goodnefs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 

New  miichiefs  to  fulfill 
He  fets  his  heart,  his  hand,  and  head* 
To  prailife  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear; 
His  juftice  hid  behind  the  cloud 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  tranfeends  the  Iky, 

In  heav'n  his  mercies  dwell; 
Deep  as  the  iea  his  judgments  lie, 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 


76  PSALM    XXXVII, 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  fafety  fprings! 
O  never  let  my  foul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings! 
PS  ALM$7.V.  i— i5.Firftpart.  Common  Metre. 
The  cure  oj \mvy,  frelfulnsfs ,  and  unbelief  ;  or,  The 

rewards  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked* 
%  "tXTHY  mould  I  vex  my  foul,  and  fret 
^*    To  fee  the  wicked  rife? 
Of  envy  fmners  waxing  great 
By  violence  and  lies  r* 
a  As  flow'ry  grafs,  cut  down  at  noon, 
Before  the  ev'ning  fades, 
So  (hall  their  glories  vanifh  foon 
In  everiafting  (hades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trufl^ 

And  pracYife  all  that's  good; 
Somali  I  dwell  among  the  juft, 
And  he'll  provide  me  Food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will: 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet* 
Shall  my  deiires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  (halt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  laft  the  earth  pofTefs, 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  fouls  are  giv'n. 

PAUSE. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 

Nor  let  your  anger  rife. 
Though  providence  mould  long  delay 
To  punifh  haughty  vice. 


PSALM    XXXVII.  ;  7 

8  Let  linners  join  to  break  your  pe?.ce, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  lees 
Their  day  of  vengeance  come.  .  , 

9  They  have  drawn  oat  the  threat'nmg  iword. 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 
To  flav  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  (hall  break  their  bows,  and  burft 

Their  perfecuting  darts, 
Shall  their  own  fwords  againft  them  turn, 
And  pieree  their  flubborn  hearts. 
PSALM  37.     Ver.  16—21,  26—31. 
Second  part.    Common  Metre. 
Charity  to  the  poor;  or, Religion  inwards  and  deed* 

WHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft, 
And  grow  profanely  bold? 
The  fneaneit  portion  of  thejuit 
,  Excels  the  tinner's  gold. 
The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends. 

But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay;  - 
The  faint  w  merciful,  and  lends, 

Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 
His  alms,  with  lib'ral  heart,  he  gives 

Amongft  the  fons  of  need; 
His  mem'ryto  long  ages  lives, 

And  bleited  in  his  feed. 
.  His  Hps  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

Toflander  or  defraud; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  t®  men 

What  he  has  learn 'd  of  God. 
The  law  and  gofpel  of  the  Lord 

*Dsep  in  his  heart  abide: 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 

His  fttt  fhall  never  Side. 


3 


yS  PSALM    XXXVII. 

t  When  fin fters  fall,  the  righteous  ftand 
Prelerv'd  from  ev'ry  fnare; 
They  mail  poiTefs  the  promised  land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

PSALM    37.     Verfeaj— 37. 

Third  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  ivufod, 

1VA  Are  order'd  by  thy  will; 
Though  they  mould  fall,  they  rife  again, 
Thy  hand  fupports  them  ftill. 

s  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways, 
Their  virtue  he  approves: 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heav'niy  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home; 
He  feafts  them  now,  and  make$  them  heirs 
Of  bleflings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown; 
Ye  (hall  confefs  their  pride  was  vain, 
When  juftice  calls  them  down, 

PAUSE. 

5  The  haughty  finner  have  I  feen, 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

£  And  lo,  he  vanifh'd  from  the  ground, 
Deftroy'd  by  bands  nnfeen ; 
JScr  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf,  was  found* 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 


PSALM     XXXVHL  79 

-  But  mark  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 
His  feyeralfteps  attend; 
True  pleafure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

PSALM  38.     Common  Metre. 

Guilt  of  conference  and  relief;  or,  Repentance  and 
prayer  for  pardon  and  heaUb. 

I     A  MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love* 
JlV  Reftore  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  Father's  chafVning  prove 
Like  an  avenger  's  fword. 
%  Thine  arrows  (lick  within  my  heart, 
My  flefh  is  forely  prefs'd: 
between  the  forrow  and  the  imart 
My  fpirit  finds  no  reft. 

3  My  fins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone; 
T»o  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  fea, 

That  finks  my  comforts  down; 
ABd  I  go  mourning  all  the  day 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

r  Lord,  I  am  weaken'd  and  difroay'd* 
None  of  my  powers  are  whole ; 
My  wounds  with  piercing  anguiih  bleed, 
The  anguiih  of  my  foul. 
6  All  my  defires  to  thee  are  known 
Thine  eye  counts  every  tear, 
And  ev'ry  figh,  and  ev'ry  groan, 
Is  notice  by  thine  ear. 


So  PSALM    X&CIX. 

7  Thouartmy  God,  my  only  hope, 
My  God  will  hear  my  cry; 
My  God  will  bear  my  fpirit  up 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

[8  My  foes  rejoice  whene'er  I  flick, 
To  fee  my  virtue  fail; 
They  raife  their  pleafurc  and  their  pride 
Whene'er  their  wiles  prevail. 

9  But  I'll  confefs  my  guilty  ways> 

And  grieve  for  all  my  fin; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  the  feeds  of  grace, 
And  beg  fupport  divine. 

10  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  paft, 

And  be  for  ever  nigh,  , 
O  Lord  of  myfalvation,  hafte, 
Before  thy  fervant  die.  J 

PSALM    39.     Ver.  i,  2,  3. 
Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

Watchfulnefs  over  the  tongue;  or,  Prudence  ud 

Zeal. 
1  'J'HUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 
(l  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
"  Left  I  let  flip  one  finful  word, 
"  Or  do  my  neighbor  wrong." 

a  Whene'er  cbnftrain'd  a  while  to  ftav 
With  men  of  life  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vriin. 
3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak 
The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  feoffors  mould  the  occafion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 


PSALM    XXXIX.  m 

4  Yet  if  fome  proper  hour  appear, 
1*11  not  be  oreraw'd, 
But  ktthe  fcoffing  tinners  hear 
That  we  can  fpeak  for  God. 

PSALM  39.    Ver.  4,  5,  6,  7. 
Seccnd  part.  Common  Metre. 
7 be  vanity  of  man  as  mortal. 
j  HPE  ACH  me  themeafure  of  my  days, 
*    Thou  maker  of  my  frame; 
I  would  furvev  life's  narrow  fpace, 
£nd  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

%  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boail, 
An  inch  or  two  of  time; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  daft 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  rain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  fhadows  o'eF  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  itrive,  defire  and  love, 
But  alTthe  noife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  mow, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore; 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  how, 
And  ftrait  are  feen  no  more. 

5  What  mould  I  wifh  or  wait  for  then 

From  creatures,  earth,  and  dim? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  difappoint  our  truft. 

6  Now  I  forbH.  my  carnal  hope, 
,    My  fond  defires  recal ; 

I  give  my  mortal  interefl:  np, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 
C  2 


9*         PSALM    XXXIX.  XI,. 

PSALM    39.      Verfe  9—13. 
Third  part.  Common  Metre. 
Sick-bed  devotion;  or,  Pleading  without  repining* 
1  /^  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
Vj"  Behold  the  pains  I  feel; 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute- thy  will. 
%  Difeafes  are  thy  fervants>  Lord, 
They  come  at  thy  command ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word 
Againilthy  chaft'ning  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  {harp  rebukes ; 
My  ftrength  confumesv  nty  fpirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  ftrokes. 

4  Crufh'd  as  a  moth  bepeath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  duft: 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withftand, 
And  all  our  beauty's  loft, 

5  I'm  but  aftranger  here  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  thy  fummons  hear! 

6  But  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a  while 

Before  my  lafc  remove, 
Thy  praife  /hall  be  my  bus'nefs  (till, 
.And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

PSALM  40.    Ver.  1,2,3,5 — J7* 
Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 
Afong  of  deliverance -from  great  diftrefs* 
3  T  Waited  patient  for  the  Lord, 
JL  He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry; 
He  faw  me  refting  on  his  word, 
Aad  brought  falvauon  nigh. 


PSALM    XL,  *} 

»  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
Where  mourning  long  1  lay; 
And  from  my  bones  releas'd  my  feet* 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  oh  a  rock  he  made  me  ftand. 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  fong. 

4  I'll  fpreadhis  works  of  grace  abroad| 

The  faints  with  joy  mail  hear, 
And  finners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  j 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great! 
We  have  net  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  affiieled,  poor  and  low* 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 

My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 

Arid  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

PSALM   40,     Verfe  6—9. 
Second  part.    Common  Metre. 
The  incarnation  and  facrifice  of  Chrift. 
I  npHUS  faith  the  Lord,  *-'  Your  work  is  vain, 
■*■    "  Give  your  burnt-offerings  o'er, 
li  Jn  dying  goats  and  bullocks  flain 
'*  My  foul  delights  no  more." 
%  Thea  fpake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  hefe, 
"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will? 
"  Wbate'er  thy  facred  books  declare, 
"  Thy  fervant  (hall  fulfil. 
^  "  Thy  love  is  ever  in  my  fight, 
"  I  keep  it  near  my  heart; 
61  Mine  eyes  are  open'd  with  delight 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart" 


#4  PSALM    XL. 

4  And  tec  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes* 

Th'  eternal  Sen  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  affumes 
The  body  God  prepares- 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  mew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  way  Ci  rigtiteoufneis 
Where  great  aiTemblies  ftood. 

6  His  Father's  honor  touclrd  his  heart. 

He  pity'd  Tinners'  cries, 
And  to  fulfill  a  Saviour's  part 
Was  made  a  faeriSce. 

PAUSE. 

7  No  blood  of  beafh  on  altars  fhed 

Could  wafh  the  confeience  clean. 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  fin. 

8  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 

And  Satan's  kingdom  (hook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed 
The  ferpent's  head  was  broke. 

P  SA  h  M  40.    Ver.  5—10. 
Long  Metre. 

Chrijl  our  facrifice, 

I  HP8E  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wronghr, 
•*•     Exceed  our  pruife,  furmount  our  thought; 
Should  1  attempt  ihe  long  detail, 
My  fpeech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 

%  No  blood  of  beafts,  on  altars  fpiit, 
Can  cleanfethe  fouls  of  men  from  guilt? 
But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes 
Aa  ali-fuirkient  facrifice. 


PSALM    XLI.  85 

lo:  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thv  defrgris  he  bows  his  ears; 
Affames  .1  body  well  prepar'd. 
And  will  performs  a  work  To  hard. 

4  «  Behold  I  come,"  the  Saviour  cries, 
With  lore  and  duty  in  his  eyes; 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

"  Of  fins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God, 

5  "  »Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
**  *Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me; 
"  I  muft  fulfil  the  Saviours  part; 
"  And,  lo!  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  c<nJ  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw,  < 
"  When  on  my  croft  I'm  lifted  nigh, 
"  Or  to  my  crown  abo^e  the  fky. 

7  "  The  Spirit  (hall  defcend  and  fhow 

««  What  thou  hail  done,  and  what  I  do; 

"  Thewond'ring  world  (hall  learn  thy  grace, 

"  And  all  creation  tune  thy  praife. ' 

PSALM  *t.  Ver.  i3  2,  3.  Long  Metre. 
Charity  to-tke  poor;  crt  Pity  to  the  offlifted. 
1  p  LESS'D  is  the  man  whofe  breaft  can  move, 
&  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor, 
Wbofe  foul,  bjfympathizing  Jove, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-faints  endure, 
a  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do; 
He,  in  the  time  of  gen'ral  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 
3  His  foul  (hall  live  fecure  on  earth, 
With  fecret  bkffing"  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  peftilence,  and  deartn> 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 


8$  PSALM    XLIJ, 

4  Or  if  he  languifh  on  his  couch, 

God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiv'rjj 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  touch, 

Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  heav'n. 

PSALM   42.     Verfe  1—9. 
Firit  part.  Common  Metre. 

Defertion  and  hope;  or,  Complaint  ofabfenci 
from  public  nuorjhip* 
1  XXTITH  earneft  longings  of  the  mind, 
V  V     My  God,  to  thee  I  look ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find 
And  taile  the  cooling  brook. 

*  When  (hall  I  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 
And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  abfence  from  thy  face 
My  heait  endures  with  pain, 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  foul, 

And  tears  are  my  repair.; 
The  foe  infults  without  controul, 
M  And  where's  your  God  at  lafl?'' 

4  *Tis  with  a  mournful  pleafurenow 

1  think  on  ancient  days; 
Then  to  thy  houfe  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praifc. 

5  But  why,  my  foul,  funk  down  fo  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  load? 

My  fpirit  why  indulge  defpair, 

And  fin  againft  my  God. 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whofe  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove, 
For  I  fhall  yet  before  hirh  ftand, 
And  fing  reiloringlove. 


PSALM  -XLILXLIU.         87 

PSALM    42.     Verfe6— 11. 

Secon4part.   Long  Metre. 

Melancholy  thoughts  reproved;  or,  Hope  in  af« 

jliclwn. 
1  A  If  Y  fpirit  (inks  within  me,  Lord,. 
M.  But  1  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  paft  diftrefs  record, 

When  1  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 
~  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noife, 
*■      Swell  like  a  fea,  and  round  me  ipreau  j 
The  rifing  waves  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  roll  tremendous  o'er  my  head. 
-  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
3      When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove ; 
The  night  (hail  hear  me  fmg  and  pray. 

a  I'll  cad  myfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,  "  My  God,  my  heav'nly  Kock, 

"  Why  doth  thy  lovefo  long  forget  „, 

"  The  foul  that  groans  beneath  thy  itrolu. 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  wnks  fojow;       ■ 

Why  mould  my  foul  indulge  her  gnei? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praife  htm  too; 
He  is  my  reft,  my  fure  rehet 

6  My  God,  my  moft  exceeding  joy, 

Thy  light  and  truth  fhall  guide  me  ftill  3 

Thy  word  mall  my  heft  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heav  nly  niii. 
P  §  A  L  M  43.     Common  Metfe. 
Safety  in  divine  protedion. 
1  TUDGEme,  Q  Gpd,  and  plead  my  eavUe, 
J  Againft  afinful  race; 
from  vile  opprefRon  and  deceit 
Secure  me  by  thy  grace. 


W  PSALM    XLIV, 

a  On  thee  my  ftedfaft  hope  depends, 
And  am  I  left  to  mourn  r*    ' 
To  fink  in  forrows,  aud  in  vain, 
Implore  thy  kind  return? 

3  Oh  fend  thy  light  to  guide  my  feet, 

And  bid  thy  truth  appear, 
Conduit  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
To  tafte  thy  mercies  there. 

4  Then  to  thy  altar,  O  my  God, 

My  joyful  feet  fhall  riie, 
And  my  triumphant  fongs  mall  praife 
The  God  that  rules  the  fldes. 

5  Sink  not,  my  foul,  beneath  thy  fear, 

Nor  yield  to  weak  defpair; 

For  I  fhall  live  to  praife  the  Lord, 

And  blefs  his  guardian  care. 

PSALM  4*.  V,i,  *,3,g,  i  <:— *6.  CommonMetrf , 

The  church's  compltizni  in  perfecution. 

s  T   ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
-L«  Thy  works  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  teld 
The  wonders  of  their  days: 
a  They  faw  the  beauteous  churches  rife. 
The fpreading  gofpel  run; 
While  light  and  glory  from  the  flcies 
Through  all  their  temples  fhonc. 

3  In  God  they  boaftedaH  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 

4  But  now  cur  fouls  are  feiz'd  with  flume, 

Onfufion  fills  eu*-  face 
To  h-ar  the  enemv  blafoheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 


PSALM    XLV.  8$ 

$  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 
Nor  falfely  dealt  with  heav'n, 
Nor  have  ourfteps  deslin'd  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  haft  giv'n. 

6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  deftruflive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  for?, 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 

PAUSE. 

7  We  areexpos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  name; 
As  fheep  for  flaughter  bound  we  lie, 
And  wait  the  kindling  flame. 

8  Awake,  arife,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  fleeps  thy  wonted  grace! 
Why  mould  we  feem  like  men  abhor'ds 
Or  banifh'd  from  thy  face? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  caft  us  off, 

And  ftill  neglect  our  cries? 
.  For  ever  hide  thy  heav'nly  love 
From  our  airlifted  eyes? 

10  Down  to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'dj 

And  dies  upon  the  ground; 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud.  . 
/"»nd  all  their  pow'rs  confound. 
si  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  fhame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God; 
We  plead  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

P  SA  L  M  45.     Short  Metre. 

The  gtory  of  Ghrij^jbefuccefs  of  the  go/pel,  and 

the  Gentile  church. 

MY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Thy  bfauties  are  divine; 
Thy  lips  with  bleffings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry-grace  is  thine. 


go  PSALM    XLV. 

a  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fword, 

And  rife  in  majeftv  to  fpread 

^  The  conquefts  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  foes, 

Or  make  their  hearts  obey, 
While  juftice,  meekneft,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  Jaws,  O  God,  are  right, 

Thy  throne  mail  ever  ftand; 
And  thy  victorious  gofpel  prove 
A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 
Is  T«y  Father  and  thy  God 
Hath  without  meafure  flied 
His  ipint,  like  a  grateful  oil, 
T'  anoint  thy  facred  head.] 
[6  Behold  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  feen, 
A  beauteous  bride,  in  rich  attire, 
And  princes  guard  the  queen. 1 
7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 
Forget  thy  father's  houfe; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods* 
And  pay  the  Lord  thy  vows. 
%  Oh  let  thy  God  and  king 

Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ; 
Thy  children  (hall  his  honor  fing, 
And  tafte  the  heav'nJy  joy. 

P  SALM  45.     Common  Metre. 
The  perfona  I  glories  and  government  ofChrifi, 

?  T'LL  fpeak  the  honors  of  my  King,] 
•■•   His  form  divinely  fair; 
JsTone  of  the  fons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 


PS  AU    XLV.  2*- 

Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heav'niy  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  fhed;        _ 
Thy  God  with  blcffings  '^finite 

Hath  crown 'd  thy  facred  head. 
,  Gird  on  thy  fword,  victorious  prince, 
Ride  with  majeftic  Iw ay; 
Thy  terror  (hall  fuike  through  thy  toes. 
And  make  the  world  obey. 

4  Thv  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  ftands, 

Thy  word  of  grace  {hall  prove 
A  peaceful  fceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  thy  faints  by  love. 

5  Jufticeand  truth  attend  three  ftill, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice; 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul  (hall  fall 

With  moft  peculiar  jays. 
PSALM  45-    Firftpart.    Long  Metre, 
Thegkry  ofCbrift,  and  power  of  the  go/pel 

x  XT^W  be  rnv  heait  infP"ir'd  t0  irng- 
™  The  glories  of  my  Saviour-King, 
Jefus  the  Lord ;  how  heav'niy  fair 
His  form!  how  bright  his  beauties  are! 

$  O'er  all  the  fons  of  human  race 

*  He  mines  with  far  luperior  grace, 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows. 
And  bleffings  all  his  ftate  compofe. 

3  Drefstrjee  in  arms,  raoft  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  terror  or  thy  fword, 
In  rnajefty  and  glory  ride 
With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  tide. 

A  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  ftubborn  heart | 
Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  fweet, 
Shajl  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet, 


92  PSALM    XLV. 

S  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  everfhnds, 

Grace  is  the  fceptrc  in  thy  hands; 

Thy  laws  and  works  are  juft  and  right, 

But  grace  and  juftice  thy  delight. 
4  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  (hed 

His  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head; 

And  with  his  facred  Spirit  blefr 

His  firfl-born  Son  above  the  reil. 

PSALM  45.  Second  part.  Long  Metre. 
Chrijl  and  bis  church  ;  or,  The  mxftkal rnarriagt, 
*  HTHE  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face, 
Adorn'd  with  majeftyand  grace.1 

He  comes  with  bleflings  from  above, 

And  wins  the  nations  to  his  lore. 
3  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 

The  queen  arrayM  io  pureft  goid; 

The  world  admires  her  heav'nly  drefs* 

Her  robes  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 

3  He  form3  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  feats  her  nearfils  throne; 
Fair  it  ranker,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  ftate. 

4  Sofhall  the  king  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  the  favorite  of  his  choice; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  tky  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  Oh  happy  hour,  when  thou  flialt  rife 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  flde3, 
Aadall  thyfons  (a  numerous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign, 

6  Letendlefs  honors  crown  his  head; 
Let  ev  ry  age  his  praifes  1  pre  ad  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful  longs  approve 
The  condefcenfion  of  his  Jove. 


PSALM    XL  VI.  93 

PSALM 46.  Firft  parti  Long  Metre. 

The  church's  fafety  and  triumph  among  national 
defolations. 

I  (~^  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints, 
VJJ  When  ftorras  of  (harp  diftrefs  invade; 
Erews  can  offjr  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  prefent  with  his  aid. 
a  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  hurPd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and^  buried  there, 
Convulfions  (hake  the  folid  woild, 
Our  faiih  mall  never  yield  to  fear; 
3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  ihore 

Trembles  and  dreads  the  fwelling  tide. 
There  is  a  ftream,  whofe  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God! 
Life,  leve,  andjoyftiU  gliding  through, 

And  wat  ring  exur  divine  abode. 
That  facred  ftream,  thine  holy  word, 

Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fouls. 
Zlon  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 

Secure  againft  a  threading  hour; 
Kor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  pow'r. 

PSALM "46.  Second  part.  Long  Metre, 

God  fight  if  or  his  church. 
T  ET  Zi  jn  in  her  king  rejoice, 
•*-'    H  o'  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife; 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
1  he  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 


94  PSALM    fcLVII. 

%  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought* 
And  Jacob's  God  is  ftiJl  our  aid ; 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought* 
What  d eiblations  he  has  made. 

3  Fromfea  to  fea,  through  all  the  mores 

He  makes  the  noife  of  battle  ceafe; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars  * 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace* 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear, 

Chariots  he  burns  with  heavrnly  iiamei 
Let  earth  in  filent  wonder  hear 
The  foand  and  glory  of  his  name. 

$  "  Be  (till,  and  learn  that  I  am  God,     , 
"  I  reign  exalted  e'er  the  lands, 
"  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  But  ftill  my  throne  in  Zion  itands." 

6  O  Lord  of  hofts,  almighty  King, 

While  we  fo  near  thy  prefence  dwell, 
Our  faith  mall  fit  fecure  and  ling, 
Nor  fear  the  rnging  powers  of  hell. 

P  8  A  L  M  47.     Common  Metre, 
ChriJ}  afcending  and  reigning. 
1  f\H  for  a  fhout  of  lacred  joy 
U  To  God  the  fov'reigc  King! 
Let  ev'ry  laad  their  tongues  employ. 
And  hymns  of  triumph  ling. 

«  Jefus  our  God  afcends  on  high; 
Hisheavnly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rifing  thro'  the  iky, 
With  trumpet's  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  fingj 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 


PSALM     XLVIII. '  95 

I4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound, 
Let  knowledge  guide  the  fongj 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  tongue. 

5  In  Ifrael  flood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  cbofen  race; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 

6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham's  God  is  known; 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  mieids  andiwordS,, 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

PSALM  48.  V.  i-3.  Firft  part.  Short  Metre, 

The  church  is  the  honor  andfafety  of  a  nation, 
[1  p«RE.\T  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
^  And  let  his  praife  be  great; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  melt  delightful  feat. 
a  Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  Hand ! 
The  honors  cf  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  Land.  J 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  diftrefsj     m 
How  bright  has  his  falvation  fhone, 
How  fair  his  heav'nly  grace! 

4  When  kings  againft  her  join 'd, 

Andfaw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  confunon  of  the  rnir.d 
They  lied  with  hafty  fear. 

5  When  navies  tall  and  prowd 

Attempt  te  fpoil  our  peace, 
He  fends  his  tempeft  roaring  loud, 
And  links  them  in  the  feas. 


96  PSALM    XLVIIL 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  feen, 
How  well  our  God  fecures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  flocks  have  been. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  diftrefs 

We'il  to  his  houfe  repair, 
Recal  to  mind  his  wond'rous  grace, 
And  feek  deliv'rance  there.  * 

PSALM  48.     Ver.  10—14. 
Second  part.    Short  Metre. 
The  beauty  ef  the  church;  or,  Go/pel  wsrjjip  and 
order. 

1  "PAR  as  thy  name  is  known 

X?    The  world  declares  thy.praife; 
Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
1  heir  fongs  of  honor  raife. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  ftand 

On  Zion's  choien  hil]> 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counfels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  Grangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compafs  and  view  thine  hofy  grouircl, 
And  mark  the  building  well; 

4  The  orders  of  thy  houfe, 

The  worihip  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  fongs,  the  loiemn  vows, 
And. make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife! 

How  glorious  to  behoid ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn 'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worlhip  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  iky. 


PSALM    XLIX.  97 

P  S  A  L  M   49.      Ver.  6—14. 
Firil  part.    Common  Metre. 

Pride  and  death  ;  ar,  The  vanity  of  life  a?id  riches.. 

j  VTTHY'doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
VV     To  mfolence  and  pride, 
To  fee  his  wealth  and  honors  flow 
With  ev'ry  riling  tide? 

[*  Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  foor», 
Made  of  the  fejf  fame  clay, 
And  bc*aft  as  though  his  flefh  were  bora 
Of  better  daft  than  they? 

3  Kot  all  his  treafures  can  procure 

Kis  foul  a  fhort  reprieve. 
Redeem  from  dearh  on e  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  Eternal  life  can  ne'er  be  fold, 

The  ranfom  is  too  high; 
Jultice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die.  J 

$  He  fees  the  brutifh  and  the  wife, 
The  timorous  and  the  brave 
Quit  their  pofTiTions  clofe  their  eyes, 
And  batten  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 
"  My  houfe  mall  ever  ftand; 
*{  Arjd  thai  my  name  may  long  abide, 
"  ill  give  it  to  my  Sand." 

j  Vain  are  his  thoughis,  his  hopes  are  loft, 
How  foon  his  m.em'ry  dies  ! 
His  name  is  hurier  in  the  dufV 
Where  his  own  body  lies. 

c3 


$g  PSALM    JKfJ& 

PAUSE. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way ! . 

And  yet  their  fons,  as  vain, 
Appi  ove  the  words  their  father  fiy,   . 
And  a^l  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  wifdoro  and  of  grace, 

Though  honor  raiie  them  high, 
Live  like  the  beaft,  a  thoughtlefs  race, 
And  like  the  beaft  they  die. 

[i©  Laid  in  tht  grave,  like  filly  flieep. 
Death  triumphs  o'er  them  there, 
Till  the  lad  trumpet  breaks  their  deep 
And  wakes  them  in  defpair. 

P    S  A  L    M    49.     Verfe.  14,  15, 

Second  part.     Short  Metre. 

Death  arid  the  refur  region. 

t  n\T&  f°ns  °^  P^de*  that  hate  the  juft, 
X    And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  duftj 
Your  pomp  (ha!  1  rife  no  more* 

4  The  laft  great  day  (hall  change  the  fcene;. 
When  will  that  hour  appear? 
When  (hail  the  juft  revire,  and  rei 
O'er  all  that  fcotn'd  them  here? 

3  God  will  my  naked  foul  receive, 

CalPd  from  the  wor'd  away, 

And  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave. 

To  raife  my  mould  ring  cttfy, 

4  Heav'n  is  my  ever!  aft  in  3  home* 

The  inheritance  is  furej 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  rei 
But  I'll  repiaeno  more. 


PSALM    XLIX.  L.  99 

P  SAL  M  49.     i-cng  Metre, 
The  rkbjlv:i?rs  death,  avdihephit's  refurreelMh 
1   \\)  HY  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor, 
vv     And  boaft  the  large  eftates  they  have! 
How  vain  arc  riches  to  fecure 

Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave ! 
%  They  can't  redeem  an  hour  from  death 
With  alt  the  wealth  in  which  they  trail} 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 

When  God  commands  him  down  to  duft, 
■2  There  the  dark  earth  and  difma!  made 
Shall  claip  their  naked  bodiv*  round ; 
That  flefh  (o  delicatelv  fed- 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground, 

4  Like  thou  ghtlefs  (beep  the  firmer  dies, 

And  leaves  his  glories  in  the  tomb; 
The  faints  ihall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  hear  the  oppreiTor/s  awful  doom. 

5  His  honors  perifh  in  the  duft, 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood? 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  juft 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 

6  My  Saviour  ihall  my  life  reftore, 

And  raifemefrom  my  dark  abode; 
JUv  fletn  and  foul  (hall  part  no  more, 
But  dwell  for  ever  near  my  God. 
p   S  A  L    M    50.     Yerfe  1—6, 
Firlt  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  la£  judgment;  or,  The  faints  rewarded, 
t  HPHE  Lord,  the  Judge, before  his  throm? 
X    Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh. 
The  nations  near  the  riling  fun, 
^fld  near  th&weftern  fky. 


ico  PSALM    L. 

a  No  more  thai  I  bold  blafphemers  fay, 
"  Judgment  fhall  ne'er  begin;" 
No  more  abufe  his  long,  delay 
To  impudence  and  fm. 

3  Tbron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  fhall  come?, 

Blight  flames  prepare  his  way, 
Thnnder  and  darknefs,  lire  aodftorm* 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heav'n  from  above  His  call  mall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  (ball  know,  and  fear 
His  juflice  and  their  doom. 

j  "  But  gather  all  my  faints"  (he  cries ) 
,€  That  made  their  peace  with  God, 
"  By  the  Redeemer  s  facrifice, 
"  And  feal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

4  *'  Their  faith  and  works,  bro't  forth  to  light, 
"  Shall  make  the  world  eonfefs 
'*  My  fentcnce  of  reward  is  right, 
M  And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 

PSJLM$q.  Ver.  io,  u— 14,  15 — 23» 

Second  part.     Common  Metre. 
OheJiettfe  is  letter  than  facrifice. 
t  HPHUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  The  fpacious  fields, 
A    "  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine; 
"  O'er  ali  die  cattle  of  the  hills 
4R  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

*  "  J  afk  t:o  (beep  for  facrifice, 

"  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire? 
"  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife, 
(i  Is  all  that  \  require. 

$.■"  Invoke  my  name  when  trouble's  near, 
"*•  My  hand  (hall  fet  thee  freej 


*  then  (hall  thy  thankful  iips  declire 
*5  The  honor  due  to  me. 
4  «  Tfce  man  that  offers  humble  praife, 
««  Declares  my  glory  belt; 
"  And  trtofe  that  tread  my  holy  ways 

"Shall  my  falvation  talle." 
PS  AIM  J®.  Ver,  i,  J,  8,  16,  **j  **£ 
Third'parx,      Common  Metre. 
The  judgment  of  hypocrites . 
.  txTHSN  Chriil  to  judgment  fhail  defcefid*  • 
W     And  faints  furround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend  j 
A  nd  hear  his  awful  word. 
k  "  Net  foe  the  want  of  bullocks  flam 
"  VV-dl  I  the  world  reprove; 
"  Altars,  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vam, 
"  Without  the  £re  of  love. 
i  i!  Aau  what  have  hypocrites  to  do 
"  To  bring  their  faenncer 
«  They  call  my  ftatutes  juft  and  true, 
"  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies- 
4  »  Gcnid  you  expecl  to  'fcape  my  Bgla^j 
"Arid  fin  without  controH 
"  But  i  Ihall  bring  your  cum«  to  lig&> 
"  With  anguifa  in  your  iotil. 
,  Corner,  ve  that  flight  the  Lord, 
Before  his  wrath  appear; 
If  once  you  Fall  beneath  his  (word, 
"  There'e  no  deiiv'rer  there. 

PSALM   50.    Long  Metre* 
Hypocrify  expofed. 
5  THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches -warnij 
*    Let  hypocrites  attend  ana  tear-j 
C4 


*o?  PSALM    L. 

Who  place  their  hopt  in  rites  and  form** 
But  make  not  faith  nor  Jove  their  care, 
a  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  name 
With  lips  of  falfehoed  and  deceit; 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 

And  footbe  apd  flatter  thofe  they  hate, 

3  Tfeey  watch  to  do  their  neighbors  wrong, 

Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Makers  face; 

They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue, 

But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

4  To  heav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 

DehTd  withluft,defii'd  with  blood; 
By  night  they  praclife  ev'ry  fin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God* 
$  And  wfaile  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure  and  fin  the  more; 
They  thus!;  hefkeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 
6  O  dreadful  hour!  when  God  draws  near, 
And  fets  their  crimes  before  their  eyesj 
His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  mail  tear, 
And  no  d-eltv  rer  dare  to  rife. 

PSALM  50.     To  a  new  tune. 

The  UJl  judgment.. 

THE  Lord, thefov'reig^fendshisfummonsfcrri 
Calls  the  fouth  nations,  and  awakes  the  north ; 
From  eal>  to  weft  the  founding  orders  fpread 
Thro'  diftant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead: 
No  more  fhall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay; 
His  vengeance  flec-ps  no  more;  behoid  the  day! 

Jiehold,  the  Judge  defcends  ;  his  guards  are  nigh, 
Tempeil  and  iire  attend  him  down  th#.  Iky. 


P  S  A  L  M    L.  J^i 

Heav'nyCartT^&helldrawnear;  letalltbingscome 
To  hear  his  juftice,  and  the  fmner's  doom: 

•  But  gather  tirii  my  faints,'  the  Judge  commands* 

*  Bnrgthem,  ye  angels,  from  their  diltaai  lands, 

Behold,  my  covenant  ftands  for  ever  good, 
Sea)  o  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood. 
And  fign'c!  with  a!ltheirnames,theGreek,theJew,, 
That  paid  the  ancient  worfhip,  or  the  new; 
Thei  e's  no  distinction  here ;  prepare  their  thrones. 
And  near  me  ft  at  my  fav'rites  and  my  fens. 

I,  their  almighty  Saviour,  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge;  ye  heav'ns,  proclaim  abroad, 

Myjuft  eternal  fentence.  and  declare 

Thofe  awful  truths  that  finners  dread  to  hear; 

Sinners  in  Zion.  tremble,  and  retire; 

I  doom  the  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 

Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  fiain, 
JDpI  oondemn  thee;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
Without  the  flames  cf  love;  in  va'm  the  flore 
Of  brutal  off' rings,  that  were  mine  before: 
Mine  are  the  tamer  hearts  and  favage  breed, 
Fiocks, herds, &iields, and  forefts  where  they  feed, 

If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food? 
When  did  1  thirfi,  or  tafte  the  victim's  blflod? 
Can  I  be  #atter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  folemn  chatt  rings,  and  fantaftic  vows? 
A  re- my  eyes  charmM  thy  veftmspts  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  *nd  gay  in  woven  gold? 

Unthinking  wretch !  how  could'ft  thcu  hope  to 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe !     [pleafe 
While,  with  rny  grace  and  ftatutes  on  thy  tonguea 
Thou  lov'ft  deceit,  and  doft  thy  brother  wrong; 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
3  hieves  and  auuk'rers  are  thy  chofen  friends, 


tc-  PSALM     L. 

Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuff  ring  love, 
But  did  ft  thou  hope  that  I  fhoald  ne'er  reprove? 
And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  thought  within. 
That  God  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  (in? 
Behold  my  terrors  now;  my  thunders  ro;t,  ^ 
And  thy  own  dimes  afcnght  thy  guilty  lcul. 
Sinners,  awake  betimes;  ye  fools,  be  wife; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morn^n^  rife; 
Change  your  vaiu  tho'ts,ycur  fmful  work?  amjud, 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  judge  your  friend ; 
Left,  like  a  lion,  his  laft  vengeance  tear 
Your  trembling  fouls,  and  no  dshvVet  near. 

PSALM  50.    To  the  old  prober  tune. 

The  lafl  judgment* 

THE  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth, 
Calls  the  fouth  nations*  and  aWakes  the  t^ortb| 
From  eall  to  weft  the  fov'reign  orders  ipread. 
Thro'  diliant  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The  trumpet  founds,  keU  trembles,  heaven  rejoices ; 
Lift  up  your  h  ads-,  ye  faints,  ninth  cheerful  vaces. 
No  more  (hat!  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay; 
His  vengeance  Heeps  no  more:  behold  the  day! 
Behold,  the  Judge  defcends;  his  guards  ^re  mgn. 
Tempefts  atid  fire  attend  him  down  the  Ii,y. 
When  God  appears,  all  nature Jha'l  adere  kim ; 
W-ilejinners  tremble, faints  rejoice  before  htm, 

*  Heav'n,earth,.6chelldrawnear;  let ailtld«gs come 
To  bear  my  juftice,  and  the  Tinners  doom: 

But  gather  firft  my  faints,'  the  Judge  commands, 

•  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftant  lands* 
When  G hrifl  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  pajjiony 
Mdfhmtyyefahitsi  he  comtsftryourJalvaUw. 


HALM    L  iQ-5 

Behold,  my  cov'nant  ftands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  facrrfice  in  blood,         Uew» 
And  fign'd  with  all  their  names  ;  the  Greek,  the 
That  paid  the  ancient  wormip,  or  the  new. 
there's  no  difinclion  here;  join  all  your  voices. 
And  raife  your  beads,  ye  faints,  for  heav  n  rejatceu 
Pere,faiththeLord,yeangels,fpreadtheirthrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  fav'ntes  and  my  ions; 
Come,  my  redeemed,  poffefs  the  joys  prepar  d 
Ere  time  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward. 
When  Chrifi  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  pajicn% 
Andjkout,yefainU,  he  comes  for  your  falvahon. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

I  am  the  Saviour,  I  the  almighty  God, #    " 
The  fov'reign  Judges  ye  heav  ns  proclaim  abroad 
My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
Thole  awful  truths  that  fmners  dread  to  hear. 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  f  mil  adore  him; 
While  fmners  tremble y  faints  rejoice  before  htm. 
Stand  forth,  thou  bold  blafpheraer,  and  profane, 
Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor  call  my  threat'nmgs  vainfc 
Thou  hypocrite,  once  dr&fs'd  in  faint's  attire, 
I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to' fire. 
Judgment  proceeds,  hell  trembles,  heaven  rejoices g 
lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  nvith  cheerful  voices. 
Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flain  _ 
Do  i  condemn  thee;  bulls  and  goats  are  vara 
Without  the  flames  of  love:  in  vain  the  ftore 
Of  brutal  off'rings  that  were  mine  before. 
Earth  is  the  Lord's,  all  nature fhall  adore  him; 
While •Jtnners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 
If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  a(k  thee  food  ? 
When  did  I  thirft?  ox  drink  thy  bullock's  blood? 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beads  and  favage  breed, 
Fkid.i ,  herds,  5c  fields,  &  forefts  where  they  feed- 


io5  PSALM    L. 

j4U  is  the  Lord's;  he  mks  the  wide  creation  t 
Gives  firmer s  vengeance,  and  the  faints  J'ahation* 

Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  folemn  chatt'rings  and  fantaftic  vows! 
Are  wiy  ayes  charm'd  thv  veftmems  to  behold$ 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold? 
Cbdis  the  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  difguifes 
Canfcrien  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  tifes* 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

Unthinking  wretch!  how'conld'ft  thou  hope  to? 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe?    [pleafe 
While  with  my  grace  and  itatuteson  thy  tongue, 
Thou  lov'ft  deceit,  and  dofl  thy  brother  wrong. 
Judgment  proceeds,  hell  trembles,  heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adult  vers  are  thy  chofen  friends  j 
While  the  falfe  fhtt'rer  at  mine  altar  waits, 
His  hardenM  foul  divine  inftruclion  hates. 
Cod  is  the  judge  of  hearts,  tta  fair  difguifes, 
Canfcreen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rifes. 

Silent  I  waited  with  iong-fuff'ring  love, 
But  didft  thou  hope  that  1  mould  ee'er  reprovej 
And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  the  All-Holy  would  indulge  thy  fin? 
See,  God  appears  ;  all  nations  join  ty  adereklvtz 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  f inner s  fall  befsre  him. 

Behold  my  terrors  now;  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul; 
K®w,-like  a  lion,  mail  my  vengeance  tear 
Thy  Weeding  heart,  and  nodeliy'rer  near. 

Judgment  concludes,  hell  trembles,  heaven  rejoices, 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerfu.1  voices^ 


PSALM    LT.  107 

EPIPHONEMA. 

Sinners,  awake  betimes;  ye  fools  be  wife; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife; 
Change  your  vain  tho't3,  your  finful  works  amena** 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend. 
Then  join ,  ye  ft  ints  ;  wake  ev '  ry  cheerful  pajion  ; 
Whm  Chrlji  returns,  be  comes  for  your fatvatien. 

PSALM  51.  Fir$  part.  ]>  ag  Metre, 

A  penitent  pleading  for  pardon. 

t   Q HE  W  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
*3  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live: 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  {inner  truft  in  thee? 

£  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  furpafs 
Trie  power1  and  glory  of  thy  grace: 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound* 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

.  3  O  wa!h  my  foul  from  ev'ry  fin, 

And  maki  my  guilty  eonfcience  cleans 
Here  oti  ray  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  paft  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  (hame  my  mis  confefs 
Againft  thv  law,  againft  thy  grace: 
Lord,  mould  thy  judgment  grow  fevers^ 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  dear. 

5  Should  fu'-kie'rt  vengeance  feize  my  breat&f 
I  rrrap  pronounce  thee  juft  in  death, 

And  if  my  foul  werefent  to  hell;  • 
Thy  righteous  lawapprores  it  well. 

6  Yet,  (ave  a  trembling  firmer,  Lord* 
Whrofe  hops,  ftitl hov'ring  rou»nd  thy  worcty 
Would  light  on  fome  fweet  promife  there* 
Some  fare  fupport  againfl  defpair. 


io8  PSALM    LI. 

PSALM  si-   Second  part.   Long  Metre. 

Original  and  afiuaJ  Jtn  ccnfijfed. 

j  T    ORD,  f  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  fin, 
JLi  And  born  unholy  and  unclean, 
Sprung  from  the  man  whole  gmlty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

a  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath. 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  for  death; 
The  law  demands  a  perfect  heart/ 
But  we're  denTd  in  ev'ry  part- 

[3  Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
y^nd  form  my  fpirit  pure  and  true: 
O  make  me  wife  betimes  to  fpy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Behold  T  fall  before  thy  face; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean, 
The  leprofy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beaft, 
Nor  hyfTop  branch,  nor  fprinkling  prieft, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  fea, 
Can  warn  the  difmai  ftain  away. 

6  Jefts,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  pow'r  fufficient  to  atone; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  fnaw; 
No  Jewilh  types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

7  While  jmihdiflurbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  fi e Hi  nor  foul  hath  reft  nor  eaie  ; 
Lord.  Jet  me  h°ar  thy  pardoning  voice, 
.And  make  roy  broken  heart  rejoice. 


PSALM    LI.  109 

PSALM  51.  Third  part.  Long  Metre, 

Thebackflider  r&Jlored ;  or,  Repentance  and  faith 
in  the  blood  of  Chr  if- 

1  £*\  THOU  that  hear 'ft  when  finners  cry, 
vJ'   Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold -thwy-.  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

a  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  hn ; 
Let  thy  good  fpirit  ne?er  depart, 
Ts:or  hide  thy  pretence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cad  out  and  baniih'd  from  thy  fight; 
Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  reilore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fail  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit, 'Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  ftill  afford : 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
Topiead  the  merits  of  thy  Son.    ' 
s  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  king,  - 
Is  all  the  facrifice  i  bring  ; 
The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  heart  for  facrifice. 

6  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful fentencejuft; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fave  the  foul  condemned  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  mail  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  fhall  praiie  a  pard'ning  God. 

D 


lio  PSALM     LI. 

8  O  may  thy  love  infpirc  my  tongue  I 
Salvation  (hall  be  all  my  fong; 
And  all  my  powers  fhall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord,  my  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs, 

P  S  A  L  M   51.     Verfe  3 — 13. 

Firft  part.  Common  Ms*re. 

Original  and  aftual  Jin  confejfsd  and  pardoned* 

j  T    ORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs 
-L<  And  guiltt>efore  thine  eyes; 
Againft  thy  laws ,  againft  thy  grace, 
How  high  my  crimes  arife! 

a  Should'ft  thou  condemn  my  foal  to  hell, 
And  crufh  my  fldh  to  dull, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well, 
And  earth  muil  own  it  jufl. 

3  I  from  the  flock  of  Adam  came 

Unholy  and  unclean ; 
All  my  original  is  ftiame, 
And  all  ray  nature  fin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath; 
And,  as  my  days  advanc'd,  I  grew 
A  jufter  prey  for  death. 

f  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  foul, 
With  thy  forgiving  love; 
O  make  my  broken  fpirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

i  Let  not  thy  fpirit  e'er  depart, 
Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 


PSALM     U.  LII.  UJ 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 
re  the  fons  of  men; 
Backfrders  mail  addrefs  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

PSALM   51.     Verfe  14—17- 
;ond  part.    Common  Metre. 
Repentance  andfa\th  in  the  blood  of '  Ckrift, 
1  f~\  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 
v^  My  loads  of  guilt  remove; 
Break  down  this  ftparatiog  wall 
-That  bars  m*  from  thy  Jove. 
a  Give  me  the  preienc.e  of  thy  grace, 
Then  my  rejoiciag  tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  rightecufifefs, 
And  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

9  No  blood  cf  goats  nor  heifer  flam 
For  fin  could  e'er  atone; 
The  death  of  Chrift  (bail  ftill  remain 
Sufficient  &nd  alone. 

4  A  foul  opprefs'd  v,  ith  fin's  cefert 
My  G;  ■ l  frill  ne'er  defpife: 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  oui  beft  facrifiee. 

P  S  A  L  M  52.     Common  Metre. 
The  dlfafpointment  of  the  wished. 
1  TTfrHY  ftiould  the  mighty  make  their  boaft, 
**     And  heavenly  grace  defpife: 
In  their  09m  arm  they  put  their  truft, 
And  fill  their  mouth  with  lies. 

a  But  God  in  vengeance  {"hall  deftroy, 
And  drive  them  from  his  face ; 
No  more  (hall  they  his  church  annoy, 
.Nor  £sd  on  earth  a  place. 


xiz  PSALM     LII. 

3  Bur  like  a  cultur'd  olive  grove, 

DreiVd  in  immortal  green, 
Thy  children  blooming  is  thy  love, 
Amid  thy  courts  are  feen. 

4  On  thine  eternal  grace,  O  Lord, 

Thy  faints  mall  reft  fecure, 
And  all  who  truft  thy  holy  word, 
Shail  find  falvation  iiire. 

"    P  S  A  L  M  52.      Long  Metre, 
The  folly  of f elf -dependence. 
1  TXTHY  fhou'd  the  naughty  hero  boaft 
vv     His  vengeful  arm,  his  warlike  heft? 
While  blood  defiles  his  cruel  hasd, 
And  defoliation  waftes  the  land. 

%  He  joys  to  hear  the  captive's  cry, 

The  widow's  groan,  the  orphan's  figh; 
And  when  the  wearied  fword  would  ipare, 
His  falfehood  fpreads  the  fatal  fnare. 

3  He  triumphs  in  the  deeds  of  wrong, 
And  arms  with  rage  his  impious  tongue; 
With  pride  proclaims  his  dreadful  power, 
And  bids  the  trembling  wot'd  adore. 

4  But  God  beholds,  and  with  a  frown, 
Cafts  to  the  dufl  his  honors  dow-n  ; 
The  righteous  freed,  tjieir  hopes  recal, 
And  hail  the  proud  oppreifor's  faii. 

5  How  low  th'-infulting tyrant  lies, 
Who  dar'd  th'  eternal  power  defpiie; 
And  vainly  deem'd  with  enviousjoy 
His  arm  almighty  to  deftroy. 

6  We  praife  thee,  Lord,  who  heard  our  cries, 
And  lent  falvation  from  the  fkies  : 

The  faints,  who  faw  our  mournful  days, 
£hail  join  our  grateful  fongs  of  praife. 


PSALM    LIILLIV.  113 

PSALM  53.  Ver.4—  6.-  Common  Metre, 

Viclory  and  deliverance  from  perfecuthn* 

1    A  RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
"  Who  tbqs  deflroy  her  feints? 
Do  "they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints? 

3  They  ftialj  be  feiz'd  with  fad  furprizej 
For  God's  avenging  arm 
Shall  cruffi  the  hand  that  dares  arife 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  fons  of  Satan  boaft 

Of  armies  in  array; 
When  God  has  firft'rfeipis'd  their  hoft* 
They  fall  an  eafy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  from  Zion's  king, 

Her  captives  to  reftore  \ 
Thyjoyfal  faints  thy  praife  fh-aU  iing 
Andlfrael  weep  no  more. 

PSALM  54,     Common  Metre, 

I  "DEHOLD  us,  Lord,  and  let  our  cry 
**  Before  thy  throne  afcend, 
Caft  thou  on  us  a  pitying  eye* 
And  ftill  our  lives  defend. 
a  For  flanghtering  foes  infult  us  round, 
Oppreffive,  proud,  and  vain  ; 
They  call  thy  temples  to  the  ground, 
And  all  our  rites  profane. 

3  Yet  thy  forgiving  grace  we  trait, 

And  in  thy  power  rejoice ; 
Thine  arm  fhall  cru/h  our  foes  to  dufl:* 
Thy  praife  inipire  our  voice* 


ii4  PSALM    LV. 

4  Be  thou  with  thofe  whole  friendly  hand 
Upheid  us  in  diftrefs, 
Extend  thy  truth  through  every  land, 
And  ftill  thy  people  blefs. 

P  S  A  L  M  ss-  Ver.  i— 8,  16,  t?,  iS,  t%. 

Common  Metre. 

Support  for  the  ajfiicled  and  tempted  foul. 

1  ^v  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
\<J  Behold  my  flowing  tears, 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurtdevife, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears, 

a  Their  rage  is  levell'd  at  my  life, 
My  foul  with  Qfuilt  they  joad, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  ftrife, 
To  ihakemy  hope  in  God. 

3  What  inward  pains  my  heartflrings  wound, 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  breath; 
Horror  and  fear  bcfet  me  round 
Amongft  the  mades  of  death. 

4  O  were  I  like  a  feat.her'd  dove, 

And  innocence  had  wings, 
I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  thefe  refUeH  things. 

$  Let  me  to  fome  wild  defert  go, 
And  find  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  llorras  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

6  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all 
To  'fcspe  the  rage  of  hell! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  calif 
Can  lave  me  here  as  well. 


PSALM    LV.  "5 

PAUSE. 

j  By  morning  light  I'll  feek  his  face, 
At  noon  repeat  my  cry. 
The  night  (hall 'hear  me  a(k  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  loBg  deny. 

8  God  (hall  preferve  my  foul  from  fear, 

Or  fhield  me  when  afraid; 
Ten  thoufand  angels  muft  appear 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

9  Icaft  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  fuftains  them  all ; 

My^courage  refts  upon  his  word, 

That  faints  (hall  never  fall. 

10  My  higheft  hopes  (hall  not  be  vain, 

My  lips  (hall  fpread  his  praife; 
While  crael  and  deceitful  men 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 

PSALM  55-  Ver.  15,  16,  17,  x*>  **• 

Short  Metre. 
x  T    ET  finners  take  their  courfe, 
JLi  And  chufe  the  road  to  death; 
But  in  the  worfhip  of  my  God 
I'll  fpend  my  daily  breath. 
a  My  thoughts  addrefs  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light; 
I  feek  his  bleffing  ey  ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

Omv  eternal  God, 
While  finaers  perifh  in  iurprile 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  eafe, 

And  no  fad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  tvi  do  thy  will. 


*J&  PSALM    LVI. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  ihe  Lord; 
1 11  call  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  fhall  well  fuftain 

The  children  of  his  love; 
The  ground  on  which  their  fafety  ftands, 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

P  8  A  L  M  56.     Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  oppreffion  and  falfehood;  or, 
God's  care  §f  his  people,  in  anfwer  to  faith  and 
prayer. 

1  O  THOU>  whofe  juftice  reigns  on  high, 
V-/  And  makes  th'  oppreflign  ceafe, 
Behold  how  envious  finners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

a  The  fons  of  violeBce  and  lies 
Join  to  devour  me,  Lord; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rife, 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God  moftholy,  juft,  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  truft; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flefli  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 

4  They  wreft  my  words  to  mifchief  fKH, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults; 
For  mifchiefs  all  their  counfels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  frown? 

Muft  their  devices  ftand? 
O  caft  tfie  haughty  (inner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy- hand* 


PSALM     lvii.  h/ 

PAUSE. 

(God  fees  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 

Their  groans  affetf  his  ears : 
Thy  mercy  counts  my  juft  complaints, 
And  numbers  all  my  tears. 
7  When  to  thy  throne  1  raife  my  cry, 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee: 
So  fwift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  iky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 
g  In  thee  moft  holy,  jnft,  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  truft; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  daft, 
o  Thy  folemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 
Thou  ihalt  receive  my  praiie; 
I'll  fmg,  V  how  faithful  is  thy  word5. 
How  righteous  are  thy  ways! 
so  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  foul  from  death, 
Oh  fetthy  prifoner  free,  '     , 

That  heart  and  hand,  and  hte  and  breath 
Maybe  empieyed  for  thee. 

PSALM    57.     Long  Metre, 

PralfeforfroUahn;  grace  and  truth, 

1  H  &  Y,God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings 
JVL  Of  bouadlefs  love  and  grace  unsown, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreadmg  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 
3  Up  to  the  heav'ns  I  fend  my  cry,  '* 

The  Lord  will  all  ir  y  delires  penorm; 
He  fends  his  angel  from  thV  Hey,    m 
■And  iaves  me  from  the  threatening  ftorm, 
D  2 


ti8  PSALM     LVIII. 

3  Be  thoa  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav'ns,  where  angels  dwell; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd;  my  fong  fhall  raife 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns* 

And  reaches  to  the  utmoflfky; 
His  truth  to  endiefs  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  di/Tolveand  iie. 

6  Be  thou  exalted.  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav'ns,  where  angels  dwell; 
Tl,y  pow'r  on  earth  be  knawn  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tdL 

P  S  A  L  M  58.  As  the  113th  Pfalm. 

Warning  to  magijlratcs. 

E    "FUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  Jaws, 
J    Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  caufe 

When  vile  oppreffion  varies  the  land? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  iinners  'fcape  fecure, 

While  gold  a«d  greatnefs  bribe  your  hand? 

s  Ha ^  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew, 
Tl  *    God  will  judge  the  judges  too  I 

High  in  the  heav'ns  his Jnftice  reigns; 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God  ; 
And  f,nd  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 

To  bind  the  cocicience  in  your  chains. 


F  5  A  JL»  ivi     lia.  • 

.  A  poifon'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  (harp,  the  potion  ftrong, 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds* 
You  hear  no  counfels,  cries,  or  tears; 
So  the  deaf  adder  flops  her  ears 

Againft  the  pow'r  of  charming  iounds. 
4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  hlood; 

And  crufb  the  ferpents  in  the  dutt: 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rile, 
Before  the  iueeping  tempeft  flies, 
So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  lolt. 
<  IV  Almighty  thunders  from  the  fky, 
Their  grandeur  melts  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  fnow  diflblve  and  run; 
Or  fnaiis  that  perlfn  in  their  flime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 
Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  iun. 
$  Thus  (hall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  faints  afford ; 

And  all  that  hear  mall  join  and  fay,  a 
"  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
•«  A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 
'*  And  will  their  "fufferwigs  well  repay. 

P  S  A  L  U  S9-     silort  Metre/ 
Prayer  for  national  deliver anct* 
i  TTROM  foes  that  round  us  rife, 
JL    O  God  of  heav'n  defend. 
Who  brave  the  vengeance  of  the  fides, 
And  with  thy  faints  contend. 
*  Behold  from  diftant  Abres 
And  defert  wilds  they  come, 
Combine  for  blood  their  barb'rous  force, 
!     And  through  thy  cities  roam. 


120  PSALM    LX. 

3  Beneath  the  filent  (hade 

Their  fecret  plots  they  lay, 
Our  peaceful  walls  by  night  invadt, 
And  wafte  the  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  gtace, 

Regardleis  of  out  pain,  ^ 

Permit,  fecure5  that  Impious  race 
To  riot  in  their  reign  ? 

5  In  vain  their  fecret  guile 

Or  open  force  th  jy  prove ; 
His  eye  can  pierce  the  deepeft  veil,- 
His  hand  their  ftrength  remove. 

6  Yet  fave  them,  Lord,  from  death, 

Left  we  forget  their  doom; 
But  drive  them  with  thine  angry  breathy 
Through  diftant  lands  to  roam. 

7  Then  ihall  our  grateful  voice 

Proclaim  our  guardian  Cod; 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice, 
And  found  the  praife  abroad. 

P  S  A L  M  6o.  Common  Metre. 
Looking  to  God  in  the  diflrefs  of 'war.. 

I  T    ORD,  thou  haft  fcourg'd  our  guilty  land, 
-*-J  Behold  thy  people  mourn; 
Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand, 
Aid  mercy  ne'er  return, 
a  Beneath  the  terrors  of  thine  eye 
Earth's  haughty  towers  decay; 
Thy  frowning  mantle  fpreads  the  fky 
And  mortals  melt  away. 
3  Our  Zion  trembles  at  thy  ftroke, 
And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand! 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  haft  broke. 
And  fave  the  flaking  land. 


PSALM    LXI.  i2i 

4  Exalt  thy  banner  in  the  field, 
For  thofe  that  fear  thy  name ; 

From  barb'rous  hofts  our  nation  fhieid, 
And  put  our  foes  to  fhame. 

5  Attend  our  armies  to  the  fight, 
And  be  their  guatdian  God  j 

In  vain  mail  numerous  powers  unite 
Againit  thy  lifted  rod. 

6  Our  troops,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand, 
Shali  gain  a  glad  renown ; 

'Tis  God  whofnakes  the  feeble  Hand, 
And  treads  the  mighty  down. 

PSALM61.  Ver.  1—6.    SKort  Metre,. 

Safety  in  God, 

1  "TXTHEN  overwhelm'd  with  grief 

^'     My  heart  within  me  dies; 

Helplefs,  and  far  from  all  relief, 

To  heav'n  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

a  Oh  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  fhelter  and  my  made. 

3  Within  thy  prefence,  Lord, 
For  ever  Til  abide; 

Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  give*l  me  the  lot 
Of  thofe  that  fear  thy  name; 

If  endlefc  life  be  their  reward, 
I  fhall  poffcfs  the  fame. 


lit       PSALM    LXII.  Lxnr. 

PSALM 62.  Ver.  5— -12.  Long  Metre. 

Ar<?  trufl  in  the  creatures;  cr>  Faith  in  divine 

grace  and  power. 

1VX  My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne \ 

In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  ftraits, 
My  foul  on  his  faivadon  waits. 
a  Truft  him,  ye  faints,  in  ail  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face; 
When -helpers  fai  ,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-iufficieiw  aid. 

3  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
Tjhe  bafer  fort  are  vanity; 

Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
JLight  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increafing  gold  your  truft, 
Nor  fet  your  hearts  on  glitt'ring  dull; 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  f'moke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke. 

$  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
All  power  is  his  eternal  due; 
He  mull  be  fear'd  and  trufled  too. 

6  For  fov'rrign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne: 
Thy  grace  and  ju/tice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  reward. 

PSALM  63.      Ver.  1,  2,  5,  3,  4. 
Firft  part.   Common  Metre. 
The  morning  of  a  Lord's  day, 
s  "C1  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
i-rf  I  hafte  to  feek  thy  race; 
My  thirflyfpirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 


PSALM     txm.  l*J 

*  So  pi'griras  on  the  fcorching  {and, 
Beneath  a  burning  iky, 
Long  for  a  coolieg  ftream  at  hand, 
And  they  mutt  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  feen  thy  giory  and  thy  pow'r 

Through  ai!  thy  temple  (bine; 
My  God;  repeat  that  r-.eav'nly  hour, 
i  hat  viiion  lb  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  bieffings  of  a  feaft 

Can  pleafe  my  foul  io  well, 
As  when  thy  licher  grace  I  tafte, 
And  in  thy  prefence  dwell. 
K  Not  life  itfelr,  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  my  beft  paflions  move,    _ 
Or  raife  to  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 
i  6  Thus  till  my  lad  expiring  day 
I'll  blefs  my  God  and  King; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  iips  to  ling. 

P    5   A    L    M  63.     Ver.  6—1©. 
Second  part.    Common  Metre. 

Midnight  thoughts  reed  eBed. 

1  >  HP  WAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
*    I  thought  upon  thy  pow'r, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  light 
Amidft  the  darkefl  hour. 

4  My  flefh  lay  refting  on  my  bed, 
My  fonl  arofe  on  high  ; 
"  My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,"  I  faii, 
**  Bring  thyfalvation  nigh." 


124  PSALM     LXIH. 

3  My  fpirit'laborsup  thine  hill, 

And  climbs  the  hear'nly  road; 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  fliJI, 
While  I  purlue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  ftretches  o'er  my  head 

The  fhadow  of  thy  wings; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  aid. 
My  tongue  awakes  and  lings. 

5  But  the  deftroyers  of  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain ; 
The  tempter  (hall  for  everceafe, 
And  all  my  fins  be  (lain. 

6  Thy  fword  (hall  give  my  foes  to  death, 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  inthe  deeps  of  hell. 

PSALM  63.     Long  Metre. 

Longing  after  God;  or,  The  love  of  God  better 
than  life. 

1  /~*REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
*jr  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft; 
The  glories  that  compofe  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 
%  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  Jutland  wife, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God; 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties, 
Thy  fon,  thy  fervant,  bought  with  blood* 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes^and  lifted  hands 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers  in  thirfty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t' appear 

Among  thy  faints,  and  {eek  thy  face; 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  glory  there, 
And  felt  the  power  of  ibv'reign  grace- 


fSALM     LXIII.  125 

5  Not  fruits  or  wines,  that  tempt  ourtafle, 

No  pleafures  that  tofenfe  belong 
Gould  make  me  To  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  cheerful  long. 

6  My  life  itfelf  without  thy  love 

Notafte  or  pieafure  could  afford; 

'Twould  but  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 

If  I  were  banifh'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

When  bufy  cares  afflicl  my  head. 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refrefhment  to  my  bed. 

8  I'll  lift  my  hajads,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  rjraifej 
This  work  (hall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  blefs  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

P  SAL  M  63.     Short  Metre, 

Seeking  God. 

i  Ti  yf  Y  God,  permit  my  tongue 
jyjL  This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  tafte  thy  love  divine, 
a  Mv  thirfty  fainting  foul 
'thy  mercy  does  implore: 
Not  travellers  in  defert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  ^Vithin  thy  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  plaee, 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quick'ning  grace. 

4  For  life  without  thy  love 

No  reltfh  can  afford; 
No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this* 
To  ferve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 


126  PSALM    LXIV. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praife  thee  while  I  Jive; 
Not  the^nch  dainties  of  a  feaft 
Such  food  or  pleafure  give. 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night 

I  call  my  God  to  miho ; 
I  think  how  wife,  thy  counfels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 
?  Since  thou  haft  been  my  help, 
1  o  thee  my  fpirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 
8  The  Shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  fail  in  fafety  keeps: 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  fupports  my  fleps. 

P  SJl  M  64.     Long  Metre, 

*  A"2*REA  F  God,  attend  to  my  complaint* 
VT  Nor  let  jny  drooping  fpirit  faint} 
When  foes  in  f-ciet  fpread  the fnare, 
Let  my  falvation  be  thy  care. 

ft  Shield  me  without,  and  guard  within, 
From  treach'rous  foes  and  deadiy  fin; 
May  envy,  luft,  and  pride  depart, 
And  heav'nly  grace  expand  my  heart. 

%  Thy  juflice  and  thy  power  difplay, 
And  icatter  far  thy  foes  away; 
While  iift'ning  nations  learn  thy  word, 
And  faints  triumphant  blefs  the  Lord. 

4  Then  fhall  thy  church  exalt  her  voice, 
And  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice  ; 
By  faith  approach  thine  awful  throne, 
And  plead  the  merits  of  the  Son. 


PSALM.   LXV.  IS? 

PSALM   65.     Ver.  1—5. 
Firft  part.     Long  Metre.. 
Pubik.  prayer  and  praifc. 
j  THE  praife  of  Z;on  waits  for  thee, 

A    My  God;  and  praife  becomes  thy  hcufe; 
There  (hall  thy  faints  thy  glory  fee, 
And  there  peifurm  their  public  vcws. 
%  O  thou,  whofe  mercy  bends  the  fl<ies, 
To  fave  when  humble  finners  pray, 
Ail  lands  to  thee  mall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  every  yielding  heart  cbey. 
*  Asainftmv  will  my  fins  prevail,         # 
But  grace  mall  purge  away  the  itain; 
The  blood  of  Chriit  will  never  fail 
To  warn  iny  garments  white  again. 

4  Blefs'd  is  the  man  whom  thou  (halt  ehufet 

And  give  him  kind  acce.fs  to -thee; 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  houfe, 
To  tafte  thy  love  divmdy  free. 

pause. 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Zion  prays; 

Babel,  prepare  for  long  diftrefs, 
When  Zion's  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  terror  and  in  vighteoufnefs. 

6  With  dreadful  ghorv  God  fulfils 

What  his  afflicted  faints  requeft; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love  to  give  his  churches  reft. 
»    -  Th^n  (hall  the  flocking  nations  run 
'       To  Zior/shiil,  ar.d  own  their  Lord ; 
J  he  riling  and  the  letting  fun      , 
Shall  fee  the  Saviours  name  aaor  d. 


*28  PSALM    LXt. 

P^ALM    6S.     Ver.  5—13. 
*     Second  part.     Long  Metre. 

divine  province  in  ah-.carth,  and Jb,;  or>  Thi 
Isod  ef  nature  and grate. 

1  ^PHE  God  of  our  falvation  hears 
vt  J       F0- nS  °f  Zfon'  m,Vd  wi*  ^an: 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  femes. 

ft  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends 
Far  as  the  earth's  remoteft  ends,' 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known, 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  that  travel  o'er  theflood, 
Addftfi  their  frighted  fouls  to  God, 
When  tempefts  rage,  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  diftance  from  the  more. 

4  He  bids  the  noify  temper!  ceafe; 

He  calms  the  racing  crowd  to  peace, 
U  hen  a  tumultuous  nation  rav<° s, 
Wild  as  the  winds,  and  louds  as  wares. 

5  Whole  kingdoms,  fhaken  bv  the  £orm," 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  form;  ' 
Mountains,  eftablifh'd  by  his  hand, 
bum  en  their  ©Id  foundation  ftand. 

i  Behold   his  enfignsfWep  the  (lev, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  innings  flv; 
The  heathen  lands,  with  fwift  furprife, 
*rom  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes.        - 
At  his  command  the  morning  rav 
Smiles  in  the  eaft,  and  leads  the  days 
He  guides  the  fun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  weflern  hiils. 


PSALM     LAV.  129 

g  Seafons  and  time-  obey  his  voice; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 
To  fee  the  earth  made  fort  with  ftiowers, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  drefs*d  in  flowers. 

9  >Tis  from  his  war  ry  Ikues  on  high 
He  gives  the  thirfty  ground  fupply ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enri&bing  drops  difpenfe. 

10  The  defert  grows  a  fruitffil  field, 
Abundant  fruit  the  vallies  yield: 
The  values  lhout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joys, 

j  1  The  pafturcs  fmile  in  green  array, 
Their  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 
Eaciiin  his  language  ipeak  thy  name. 

jz  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine; 
O'er  ev'ry  field  thy  glories  mine ; 

:    Through  ev'ry  month  thy  gifts  appear; 
Great  God,  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

PSALM  6$.   Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

A  prayer-hearing  God;  and  the  Gentiles  catied* 

1  "pRAISE  waits  in  Zion^Lord,  for  thee; 
JL     There  (hall  our  vows  be  paid; 
-Thou  haft  an  ear  whin  Tinners  pray, 
All  flefh  (hall  feek  tny  aid. 
%  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 
But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  flsiil 
To  conquer  ev'ry  fin. 
3  Blefs'd  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  chufe 
To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  houfe, 
To  feaft  upon  thy  grace. 


i3o  PSALM    LXV. 

4  In  anfw'ring  what  thy  church  reqneds, 

/  truth  and  terror  mine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteoufnefs 
Fulfil  thy  kinddefign. 

5  Thus  fhali  the  wond'ring  nations  fee 

^  he  Lord  is  good  and  juft ; 
And  diftant  iflands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  truft. 

6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord, 

When  figns  in  heav;n  appear; 
But  they  mall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM  65.  Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  providence  of  God  in  air.  earth,  andfea;  <srt 
The  blejjings  of  rain. 

,1  'HPIS  by  thy  ftrensth  the  aioontalns  ftand, 
X     God  of  eternal  pow  r; 
The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempefts  ceafe  to  roar. 
1  Thy  morning  light,  and  ev'ning  fhades 
Succ-iiive  comforts  bring: 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harveft  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  fpring. 
$  Seafons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 
Heav'n,  earth,  and  air  are  thine; 
When  clouds  dillil  in  fruitful  lhow'rs,      / 
'I  he  author  is  divine. 

4  Thofe  wand'ring  citterns  in  the  fky 

Borne  by  the  \Vinds  around, 
Whofe  wat'ry  treafures  well  fupply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thiiity  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  bleffings  ftill, 
"ihy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 


PSALM    LXV.  LXVI.         iji 

PSALM  6$.    Third  part.    Common  Metre, 
The  blejRr.gs  of  the  fjpr'mg ;  cr   God  gives  rain, 

A  PSALM   FOR  THE    HUSBANDMAN. 

I  f>  OD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  king, 
^  Who  makes  the  earth  his  care; 
Vifits  the  paftures  ev'ry  faring, 
And  bids  the  grais  appear. 
%  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 
Poor  our  at  his  command 
Their  wat'ry  blellings  from  the  fky, 
to  cheer  the  thirfty  land. 

3  The  foften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  fpring; 

The  vallies  rich  provilion  yield, 

And  the  poor  lab'iers  Gag, 

4  The  little  hills  on  ev'ry  fide 

Rejoice  at  falling  (how'rs ; 
The  meadows,  dieiVd  in  beaiteous  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flow'rs. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refrefh'd  with  rain, 

Promife  a  joyful  crop; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raife  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  crowns, 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways ! 
The  bleating  flocks  fpread  o'er  the  downs, 

And  fhepherds  ihout  thy  praile. 
PSALM  66.    Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 
Governing,  pewer  and  goodnefs;   or,  Our  graa 

tried  by  afjliciions . 
I   C1NG,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
^  Sing  with  a  joyful  noife: 
With  melody  of  found  record 
His  honors  and  your  joys. 


132  PSALM    LXVI. 

a  Say  to  the  PowV  that  form'd  the  iky, 
"  How  terrible  art  thou! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  prefence  fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow!" 
[3  Come,  fee  the  wonders  of  our  God, 
How  glorious  are  his  ways! 
In  Moles'  hand  he  put  the  rod, 
And  clave  the  frighted  feas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  lira']  pajsTd  the  flood ; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  God.] 

5  Me  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  might; 

Will  rebel  mortals  (fere 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war? 

6  O  bieis  our  God,  and  never  ceafe; 

Ye  faints.,  fulfil  his  praife; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fuiPring  fouls, 

To  make  our  graces  (hine; 
So  hlver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

8  Through  v/at'ry*de*eps  and  fi?ry  ways 

We  march  at  thy  command. 
Led  to  ppfiefs  the  promis'd  place 
By  thine  anerring  hand. 

PSALM    66.     Verfe  13—20. 
Second  part.     Common  Metre. 
Praije  to  God  for  hearing  prayer. 
1  "JSJOW  mail  my  fo'emn  vows  be  paid 
A^   To  that  almighty  Pow  r, 
That  heard  the  low  requefts  I  made 
In  my  diftrefsful  hour. 


PSALM    LXVIL  133 

■2.  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart,  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known: 
Come,  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  forrows  fell, 

1  fought  the  heav'nly  aid; 
He  fav'd  my  (inking  foul  from  hell* 
And  death's  eternal  (hade. 

4  If  fin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart 

While  pray'r  emp'oy'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  hath  ihown  me  120  regard, 
Nor  1  his  praifes  fung. 

5  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  blefs'd! ) 

Has  fet  mv  fpirit  free, 
Nor  turn'd  frcrn  him  my  poor  requeir, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heait  from  me. 

PSALM  67.  Commcn  Metre, 

Tlxe  nation's  profperity,  and  the  church's  increafe, 

)  C  HINE,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  mine, 
O  With  beams  of  heav'nly  gi ace: 
Reveal  thy  pow'r  through  all  our  coafls, 
£  nd  mew  thy  fmilisg  face. 

[a  Amidil  our  realm,  exalted  high, 
Do  thou  our  glory  Hand, 
And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 
Surround  the  fav 'rite  land.] 

3  When  {hall  thy  name,  from  more  to  more? 
Sound  all  the  earth  abroad, 
And  diftant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God? 

D3- 


134  P  S  A  L  M     I 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftam  lands; 

Sing  loud,  with  lbiemn  voice  ; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praife, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Judge, 

That  firs  enthron'd  above, 
In  wifdom  ruies  the  worlds  he  made, 
And  bids  them  tafte  his  love. 

6  Earth  (hall  obey  his  high  command, 

And  yield  a  full  increaie; 
O'M"  God  will  crown  his  chofen  land 
%>vTith  fruitfulnefs  and  peace. 

f]  God.  the  Redeemer,  fcatters  round 
His  choiceft  favors  here, 
While  the  creation'?  utmeft  bound 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  (ear. 

PSALM  68.  Verfe  i~6,  r>—Zi 
Firil  part.  Long  Metre. 

The  vengeance  and  compajfion  of  Qjd, 

i  T  ET  God  arife  in  all  hi-?  might, 

And  pur  the  troops  or  hell  to  flight; 
As  fmcke,  that  fought  to  clone 

Before  the  riling  tempeir  Hies. 

[a  He  comes,  arrav'd  in  burning  flame*; 
Juiliceand  Vengeance  are  Irs  nan.. 
Epho!d,  his  fa  nting  foes  expire, 
Like  melting  wax  before  the  lire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  tlie  fky; 

His  name  Jehovah  founds  or  high: 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  fons  ofg'acej 
Ye  faints  rejoice,  before  his  face. 


F  S  A  L  M    hXVUL  13% 

Widow  and  the  father  lefs 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  (harp  diftrefsJ 
Inhirq  the  poor  and  helplefs  fiad 
A  Judge  that's  jull>  a  Father  kind. 
$  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain. 
And  pr;s'ners  fee  the  light  agaia; 
?,ut  rebels  that  difpute  his  will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darknels  mil* 

PAUSE. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong: 
H:s  wondrous  names  and  pow'rs  rehearfe, 
His  honors  fnall  enrich  your  verfe. 

7  Ke  makes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms  $ 
How  terrihie  is  God  in  arms! 

In  lfra'1  are  his  mercies  known, 
Ifra'i  is  his  peculiai  throne. 
%  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  clefs 'd; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  reft; 
When  terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint, 

P  SAL  M    63,     Verfe  17,  18. 
Second  part.    Long  Metre. 

Chrifi-s  afcevfen,  and  the  gift  of  the  Spirit, 

%  T  ORD,  when  thou  didil  afcend  on  high, 
Xj  Ten  t^oufancj  angels  fill'd  the  Iky, 
Thofe  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
like  chariots  that  attend  thy  Rate. 

.  %  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 

Iv'ore  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there* 
While  he  pronoune'd  his  dreadful  law, 
£ad  ftrucktfee  c^ofen  tribes  with  awe. 


1.56  PSALM    LXVIII. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rt  of  hell, 
That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  fcnt  his  promis  d  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again, 

PSALM  6%.   Ver.  19,  9—20,  ii,  2*. 
Third  part    Long  Metre. 

Praifcfor  temporal  bhj/ingr;  or,  Common  and 
fpecial  mercies. 

I  "V\TE  bleft  the  Lord,  the  juft,  the  goo^, 

v    Who  fills  our  hearts  with  beav'oly  food; 

Who  pours  his  bleffmgs  from  the  fkies, 

And  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies. 
a  He  fends  his  fun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground; 

He  bids  the  clouds  with  plenteous  rain, 

Refrefh  the  thirfly  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
Ar.d  all  our  near  efcapes  from  death: 
Safety  and  he?.lth  to  God  belong ; 

Ke  heals  the  weak,  and  guards  the  ftrong; 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  (inner  prove 
The  common  bleffings  of  his  love; 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remains, 
Is  endlefs  joy,  or  endlefs  pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis?d  the  ferpent's  head, 
On  all  thefcrpent's  feed  fhall  tread, 
The  ftubborn  finner's  heart  confound, 
And  (miie  him  with  a  lafting  wound; 


PSALM    LXIX.  l 

6  But  his  right  hand  his  faints  (hall  rails 
From  the  deep  earth  or  deeper  i-as, 
r  r.d  bring  them  to  his  Courts  above; 
There  (hall  they  tafte  his  ipscial  love. 

i3    SAL    M    69.     Verfe  1 — 14. 
Firft  part.     Common  Metre. 

77,  %atkn, 

1  c:  Q  AVE  me,  O  Gc:  lopdi 

D   C(  Break  in  upon  my  £bnl; 
"  I  link:  and  forrows  a'ermyhead 
<c   Like  mighiv  Waters  roll. 
§  (i  1  cry  "•  voice  be  gones 

cf  In  rears  I  waits  the  day; 
**  My  God,  be  .:ngiEg  eyes,  » 

*«  /  -  delay. 

3  <f  They  bate  -  ithodi  a  caufe, 

**  ^  -  ire  my  foes. 

4  cf  'Twas  then  I  raid  that  drea 

men  conld  never  pay, 
•«  An  hots  to  thv  law 

<f  V  nrers  tookav. 

great  jfeffcuYs  same, 

-  royafprophet  mourns ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  as  rns. 

6  tf  ~~:  ~-  ~-z  '-'■' 

"  Salvation  in  my  Fame, 

t     heavy  load 
'•  Of  forw  .amer 

D4 


X3«  PSALM    IXUt. 

j  "  Grief  like  a  garment  cloath'd  me  round, 

*f  Andfackcloth  was  mydrefs, 
"  While  I  procured  fcr  naked  fouls 

"  A  robe  of  riglueoufnefs. 

8  *'  Among  my  brethren  and  the  Jews 
"  i  like  a  itranger  ftood, 
M  And  bore  their  vi!e  reproach  to  bring 
"  The  GentiJes  near  to  God. 

$  "  I  came  in  fmful  mortals'  ftead 
*'  To  do  my  Father's  will : 
*r  Yet  when  1  cleans'd  my  Father's  hcufe, 
"  They  icandaiiz'd  my  zeal. 
jo  *J  My  facings  and  my  holy  groans 
"  Were  made  the  drunkard's  long; 
"  But  God,  from  his  celdlial  throne, 
f(  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

11  "  He  fav'd  me  from  the  d read ful  deep, 

"  Where  fears  befet  me  round; 
V  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  feet 
fi  On  well  eftabiifh'd  ground. 

12  "  'Twas  in  a  moft  accented  hour 

"  My  pray'r  arofe  on  high, 
f '  And,  for  my  fake,  my  God  mall  hear 
'■  The  dying  fmner's  cry." 

P  S  A  L  III  69.  Vcr.  14— 21,  26,  29,  33, 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  pal/ion  and  exalt  at  2072  of  Ckrijl. 

x  "VJOW  let  our  lips,  with  holy  fear, 
IN     And  mournful  pieafure,  fmg 
The  fufPrings  of  our  great  High  Prieft, 
The  furrows  of  our  KIqs, 


PSALM    LXIX.  i3?;. 

He  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefi; 

How  high  the  waters  rife! 
Whiie  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  ear 

He  fends  perpetual  cries- 
'*  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Soa, 

"  Nor  hide  thy  Pniningface; 
'*  Why  fnouid  thy  fav'rite  look  like  one. 

"  Forfaken  of  thy  grace? 
"  With  rage  they  petfecute  the  man 

"  1  hat  groa,as  beneath  thy  wound, 
*•  Whiie  for  a  facrifice  i  pour 

"  My  life  upon  the  ground. 
"  They  tread  my  honor  to  the  cuft, 

"  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
•*  Their  (harp  mfuking  {landers  add 

'•  Fceih  anguiih  to  my  pain. 
'*  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 

"  The  fcandal  and  the  fbame  ; 
"  Reprcach  has  broke  my  bleeding  he^rt, 

"  And  lies  defil'd  my  name. 
'*  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

"  My  kindred  are  my  grief; 
*'  I  afk  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 

«'  But  meet  with  no  relief. 
'*  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirfl, 

»«  They  give  me  gall  for  food; 
**  And,  fporting  with  my  dying  groans, 

u  They  triumph  in  my  biood. 
il  Shine  into  mydiftrefTed  foul, 

"  Let  thy  compailion  fave; 
**  And  the/  ittyfiefh  fink  down  to  death, 

**  Redeem  it  from  the  grave, 
o  "  I  mall  arife  to  praife  thy  name,     ^ 

"  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown: 
"  And  thy  falvation,  O  my  God, 

*'  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  throne.'" 


Ho  PSALM    LXIX. 

PSALM 69.  Third  part.  Common  Metre.   v 

Chrifi  s  obedience  arid  death;  or,  God  glorified  and 

fjiners  faved. 
1  TT'ATHF.R,  I  fing  thy  wondrous  grace, 
£    I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name, 
He  brought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  finner's  ftlame. 

a  His  deep  diftrefs  has  rais'd  us  high. 
His  duty  and  his -zeal 
Fulfill  d  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finim'dall  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fongs, 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  found, 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  biood. 

4  This  (hall  his  humble  followers  fee, 

And  let  their  hearts  at  reft; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  blefs'd. 

5  Let  heav'n  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  voices  raife, 
While  lands  andfeas  affift  the  fky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praife. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  moft  holy  God; 

Thy  Son  mall  blefs  her  gates; 
And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 

For  thine  own  Ifra'l  waits. 
P  S  A  L  M  69.     Firfl  part.    Long  Metfe". 
Chrifi  s  pajfion,  and  firmer  f  fahation. 
,EEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
_  '      he  deeper  forrov*s  of  our  Lordj- 
Behold  the  riling  bii  ows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul. 


■D 


PSALM     LXIX.  141 

%  In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
While  hofts  of  hell,  and  pow'rs  of  death, 
And  all  the  fons  of  malice  join 
To  execute  their  cars' J  defign. 

'3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  p'ow'r  and  love 
Has  made  the  curfe  a  bleffing  prove; 
Thofe  dreadful  fafF'rings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  crimes  which  we  have  done;, 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  lav/ reflor'd; 

•    His  forrows  made  thy  jufiiceknowni 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own.  ■' 

5  O  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  finnerlive: 
The  Lard  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  ftvill  our  hope  be  turn 'd  to  mame. 

P  \A  L  M    69.    Verfe  7,  &f& 

Second  part.  Long  Metre. 

Chrifi* Sufferings  and  zeal. 

1  ,rrp WAS  for  our  fake,  eternal  God, 
X    Thy  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  bafe  reproach,  asd  fore  difgrace, 
While  lhame  dehTd  his  facred  face. 

»  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  Man  that  check'd  their  fin; 
While  he  fulfilled  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe. 

L  "  My  Father's  houfe,"  faid  he,  '*  was  made  , 
"  A  place  for  worlhip,  not  for  trade;" 
Then,  featuring  all  their  gold  and  brafs, 

.    He  fcourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place.  J 


i.p  PSALM    IXSt. 

[4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Cor.ium'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood: 
Reproaches  at  thy  ctory  thrown 
He  feh,  and  mourn VI  them  jls  his  own.]] 

£5  II;s  friends  forfook,  his  followers  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  furround  his  head; 
'I  hey  curfe  him  with  a  fiand'rous  tongue, 
And  the  falfe  judge  maintains  the  wrong.]] 

£6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blafphemies: 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  tree; 
There  bung  the  man  that  died  for  me. 3 

1  But  God  beheld;  and,  from  his  throne, 
Marks  out  the  men  that  hate  his  Sen: 
The  hand  that  la's'd  him  from  the  dead 
Shall  pour  the  vengeance  on  their  head. 

PSALM  70.     Common  Metre, 

Proteftion  agahijl  perfonal  en?mie;, 

j  TN  hafte,  O  God,  attend  my  call, 
A  Nor  hear  my  cries  in  vain; 
Oh  let  thy  fpeed  prevent  my  fall, 
And  Hill  my  hope  iuftain. 
%  When  foes  infidious  wound  my  name, 
And  tempt  my  foul  afr.ray, 
Then  ret  them  fall,  with  lafling  mame* 
To  their  own  plots  a  prey. 

3  While  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice^ 

n d  glory  in  thy  word, 
In  thy  falvation  raife  their  voice, 
And  magnify  the  Lord. 

4  O  thou  my  help  in  time  of  need,* 

Behold  my  fore  difmay; 
Jn  pity  haften  to  my  aid, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  delay. 


Psalm   lxxi.  54* 

P  S  A  L  M  jnr.    Verfe  5— 9. 
Firit.  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  agidfa:nt*s  Hfk&iim  and  hops. 
t  *]V/|"Y  God,  my  eyerlafting  hope, 
*.VJ.   1  live  upon  thy  truth; 
Thine  hands  have  held  mv  childhood  up* 
4Bff  Strength 'ned  al!  my  youth. 
%  My  Hc'fh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  power, 
With  all  thefe  limbs  of  mine; 
And,  from  my  mother's  painful  houf> 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feea 

Repeated  every  year; 
Behold,  my  days  that  yet  remain 
f  trull  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Call  me  not  cfT  when  ftrength  declines* 

When  hoary  hairs  ante ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  gfcry  mias, 

Whene'er  thy  fervant  dies. 
$  Then,  in  the  hift'ry  cf  my  a^e, 

When  men  review  my  daysj 
They'll  read  thy  Jove  in  ev'ry  page* 

In  ev'ry  line  thy  pvaife. 

PSJLMyi.  Verfe  15,  14,  16,  23,  22,  24* 
Second  part    Common  Metre. 
Chrifi  our  fttengtb  And  righleoiifneJs\ 
r  TVF Y  Saviour,  mv  almighty  friend* 
IrX  Whea  1  begin riiy  praife,  ' 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  ofthy  fcrace. 
ft  Thou  art  my  everlaftirg  trull, 
1  hy  goodnefs  I  adore! 
And  fmce  1  knew  thy  graces  firft, 
I  ipake  thy  glories  more. 


144  PSALM    hXXL 

3  My  feet  fhall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  theceleftial  road, 
And  march  with  cpurage,  in  thy  ftrength, 
To  fee  my  Father  God. 

4  When  I  am  fill "d  with  lore  diftrefs 

Ferfome  furprifing  fin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteoufnefs, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  t®  tell 

The  vicVries  of  my  King! 
My  foul,  redeem 'd  from  fin  and  hell, 

Shali  thy  falvation  fifig. 
[6  My  tongue  (hall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  fhame, 

And  fav'd  me  by  his  blood.] 
5  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs; 

With  this  delightful  fang 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft'hours, 

JMor  think  the  feafon  long. 

P  S  A  L  M  71.     Verfe  17—21. 

Tliird  part.   Common  Metre. 

The  aged  C'orijlian's  prayer  and  fang}  or.  Old 
age,  death,  and  the  rcjarr&dioii. 
s  /^i.OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 
VX  The "'cu ids  of  all  wiy-days, 
I  have  deelar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 
And,  tokl  thy  wondrous  ways. 
2  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart? 
Who  (hall  fnftaw  my  finking  years, 
If  God,  my  ilrength  depart. 


P  S  A  L  M     LXXII.  f45 

-  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 
Before  the  rifing  age, 
And  leave  a  favt  ur  of  thy  name 
When  1  thalJ  quit  the  ftage. 
jg  The  lend  of  filence  and  of  death 
Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
O  may  theie  poor  remains  of  breath 
leach  the  wide  world  thy  love  I 


5  Thy  righteous  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  deeds  ; 
Thy  glory  fpreads  .fc eyond  the  fey, 

And  all  thy  praiie  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threat'nings  roar, 

And  eft  endur'd  the  grief; 
But  when  thy  hand  has  ptefs'd  me  forfij, 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  fov'reign  power  to  fax  e  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave 

8  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  dull, 

Myflefliliia'llbethy^re; 
Thefe  witber'd  lirabs  with  thee  I  trull: 
To  raile  them  lUong  and  fair. 

PSALM ''jz.  Firepan.  Long  Metre, 
The  kingdom  of  Ckrijl. 

I  QREAT  God,  whole  univerfal  fway 

The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey 
No*  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne, 
£ 


H6  PSALM    LXXIL 

t  Thy  fceptie  well  becomes  his  hands. 
All  hcav'n  fabmits  to  his  commands: 
His  juitice  foall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  piide  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

!  With  power  he  vindicates  thejuft, 

3  And  treads  th'  opprefibr  ifl  the  daft: 
His  worihip  and  his  tear  fbajl  lalt, 
Tilt  hours,  and  years,  and  tinie  be  part; 

A  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  ftiaU  he  fend  his  influence  down: 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diftils, 
tikeheav'nly  dew  en  ihirfty  bids. 
The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  (hades  of  overfpreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  light, 
And  deferts  bloiicrn  at  the  hgfct. 
6  The  faints  (hall  flourifti  in  his  days,  , 
Drefs'd  in  the  robes  of  jay  and  praiie: 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne, 
Shall  ftow  to  nations  yet  unknown- 

PSALM  72.   Second  part.  Long  Metre, 
Chrijfs  kingdom  dmtr.g  tht  GentiUs. 
t   T1LSUC  Ml  reign  where'er  the  fun 
J    Does  his  facpefnve  Journeys  run: 
His  kingdom  ftretch  from  fhore  to  fhore, 
*!  ill  moons  (hall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
Yi  Behold  the  nations;  vith  their  kings; 
1  here  Europe  her  feeft  tribute  bring* ; 
From  north  to  foutb  the  pnr.pcs  meet 
To  pay  their  horftafee  at  h'.s  feet. 
*  IVrePerfia,  gUicus  to  behold, 
And  India  mines  in  caftern  gold; 
While  wefrern  empires  own  their  Lorfy 
^»dfrvifi«  uibsit  attend  his  word.  J 


?  S  A  L  M    LXXIII.  1 47 

4  For  Mm/hall  endJefs  pray'r  be  made, 
And  endieis  praifes  crown  his  head: 
His  name  like  fweet  perfume  ihali  fife 
With  every  morning  facrifice. 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tcnpue 
Dwell  on  his  Jove  with  foeeteft  fongj 
**nd  infant-voices  mail  proclaim 
Their  early  Weffings  on  his  name. 

4  BJeffings  abound  where'er  he  reigns; 

The  joyful  pris'ner  barfts  his  chains; 
*  he  weary  find  eternal  reft, 

And  ail  the  Tons  of  want  are  bleft. 
[r  Where  he  difplays-his  healing  power, 

Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  mere? 

In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 

More  hlcfiiRgs  than  their  father  loil. 
1  Let  every  creature  rife  and  bring 

Peculiar  honors  to  our  king: 

Angels  defcend  with  fongs  agajn> 

And  earth  repeats-Che  loud  amen.] 

PSALM  7?.  Firfl  pnrt.  Common  Metre. 

4Mh&edfainh  happy ',  and  profpercus  fim&r* 
surfed, 

J  "VTOW  I'm  conrfne'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
£*     !  o  men  of  heart  Gncere; 
Yeto#ee  toy  fooIiGi  thoughts  repiVcL 
Am border 'd  en  defpair. 
a  f  grieved  to  fee  the  wicked  thrive, 
And  fpsfce  with  arf£ry breath, 
How  piea&nt  and  profane  they  live) 
■  Lev  peaeefol  is  their  death1 
3«  With  well-fed  fiefh  and  highly  eye. 
X  hty  lay  their  fears  to  fleep: 

-   &5?S  &f-  heav'ns  thei^aoders  rile,- 
Willie  fonts  in  frence  weep* 


n8  PSALM    LXXIII. 

4  «« In  vain  I  lift  my  hand?  to  pray, 

"   ft  nd  cleanfe  my  heart  in  vain  ; 
"For  I  am  chafc'ned  ail  the  day^ 
"  The  night  renews  my  pain.'' 

5  Yet  while  «iy  tongue  indulg'd  complaints* 

I  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 
"  Sure  I  mail  thus  offend  thy  faints, 
"  And  grieve  the  men  I  love" 
^  But  ftiil  I  found  my  oW>ts  too  hard, 
The  conflict  too  fereie, 
'Till  I  retir'd  to  fearch  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  fecrets  there*. 
y  There,  as  in  fome  prophetic  g\:Ss, 
1  &w  the  finner  fir. 
High  mounted  on  a  flipp'iy  place, 
Befide  a  fiery  pit. 
8  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaft, 
'Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell ; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  loft, 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 
n  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was ! 
How  like  a  thoughtlefs  bea'.t ! 
Thus  to  fufpeel  thy  promis'd  grace* 
And  think  the  wicked  bleft-  < 
lo  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  defpair, 
Upheld  by  power  unknown  ; 
That  blefTed  hand  that  broke  the  inare 
Shall  guide  mc  to  thy  throne. 
PSALM   73.     Ver.  23— iS. 
Second  part.     Common  Metre. 
GodourportUn  hers  and  hereafter. 
I  pOD,  my  fupporterand  my  hope, 
^  My  help  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  lip 
When  finkiflg  in  dofpair. 


PSALM    LXXIII.  *4| 

a  Thy  counfels,  Lord,  ffiall  guide  my  feet 
Through  life's  be  wild  Sr'd  race: 
Thine  hand  condueT  me  near  thy  feat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 
i>3  Were  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 
'  f  would  he  no  joy  to  me  : 
And  v:h\]il  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  fprings  of  life  fliould  break*' 

And  fjeft  and  heart  (houJd  faint, 
God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock, 
The  ftrength  of  every  faint. 

5  Behold  the  finners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  prefence,  die; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  fave  them  when  tkey  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 

My  tongue  fiiall  found  thy  works  abroad,! 
And  tell  the  world  my  jcy. 

JP  S  A  L  M  73.    Vcr.  22,  3,  6,  17- — 20; 

Long  Metre. 

The  prof pcrity  vfjinners  cwfed. 

\  &  £jORD>  what  a  thou?htIc-  wretch  was  Ij 
To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
To  feefhe  wicked  plae'd  en  high, 

In  pride  and  robes  of  honor  (nine. 
But,  oh  their  end,  their  dreadful  end? 

Thy  fancluary  taught  me  fo  : 
On  flip^ry  rocks  I  fee  them  ihndf 

And  fiery  billows  roll  be'ow. 
Now  let  them  bqaft  how  tall  they  rife, 

I'll  never  envy  them  again  ; 
There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  eye^ 

'I ill  they  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  pain, 


i5o  PSAL  M    LXXTII. 

4  Their  fancy'd  joys,  hew  faft  they  flee? 
Like  dreams,  as  fleeting  and  as  vain; 
Their  fongs  of  fofteft  harmony 
Are  but  a  prelude  to  their  pain. 
£  Mow  I  efteem  their  mirth  and  wine 
Too  dear  to  purcnafe  with  my  blood: 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  lifs,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

P  SJ  L  M  73.     Short  Metre. 
The  rr.yjicry  of  Providence  unfolded. 

%  CURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
*^  Nor  is  religion  vain; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boafl  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 
9  I  faw  the  wicked  me, 

And  feh  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools  with  fcornful  eyw 
In  robes  of  honor  fiiine. 
[3  Pamper'd  with  wanton  eafe, 
Their  flefh  looks  full  and  fair, 
Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  feas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 

That  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  oppreffion  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blafpheme 

The  everlafti.ne  God: 
Their  malice  blaiis  the  good  man's  name, 
And  fprcads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 

Indulge  my  doubts  to  rife: 
"  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
"  The  things  below  the  floes?"J 


PSAL  U    LXXIV.  iii 

7  The  tumult  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  fufpenc*, 
'Till  to  thy  houfe  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thyjuitice  thence. 
g  Thy  word  with  light  and  power 
Did  mymiftake  amend; 
I  riew'd  the  iinners    life  before, 
But  here  1  karat  their  end. 
e,  O  what  a  flipp  ry  fteep 

The  thouglitlefs  wretches  go; 
And,  oh!  that  dreadful  fiery  deep 
Tnat  waits  their  Hill  below ! 
io  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  how, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine: 

I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  ail  my  powers  are  thine. 

PSALM  74.     Common  Metre. 

The  church  pleading  with  God  under  fir:  ferfi\ 
cutim. 

1  TTJILL  God  for  ever  ca$  us  rv^ 
VV     His  wrath  for  ever  focke 
Againft  the  people  of  his  love— 
His  little  ehofen  flock? 
4  Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bought 
With  their  Redeemer's  blood;"' 
Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot 
Where  once  thy  glory  £ood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  ^nd  march  in  hr.fle, 

Aloud  our  ruin  ca'-is: 
See  what  a  wide  snd  fearful  v/afte 
Is  made  within  our  walls. 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  ftngj 

Thy  foes  profanely  rage; 
Amid  thy  gates  their  eniigns  hac$, 
Andth:re  theij  toils  engage, 


i?j  PSALM    LavV. 

5  How  arc  the  feats  cf  wcrfhip  broke? 
They  tear  the  buildings  clown, 
And  he  that  deals  the  keavieft  firoke 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

<o  With  flames  they  threaten  to  deftrcy 
Thy  children  in  their  reft  ; 
"  Come  let  us  burn  at  once"  (they  cry] 
«'  The  temple  and  the  prieft." 

7  And,  /till  to  heighten  cur  diftrefs, 
Thy  presence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  figns  of  power  and  grac*^ 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

%  No  prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  grief, 
Bat  all  in  filence  mourn  ; 
2^or  know  the  times  of  our  relief* 
The  hour  of  thy  return. 

PAUSE. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  hew  long 
Shall  men  ofpride  blafpheme  ; 
Shall  faints  bz  made  their  endlefs  fcng> 
And  bear  immortal  (hame  ? 

io  Canft  thou  forever  fit  and  hear 
Thy  holy  name  profan'd  — 
And  ftill  thy}ealoufy  forbear, 
And  ftill  withheld  thy  hand  ? 

II  What  Grange  deli v 'ranee  haft  thou  fhewn 
In  ages  Jong  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  Cod  adore. 

I'jThcu  didft  divide  theragisgfea 
By  thy  refiftlcfs  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  waf. 
Aud  then  tccure  their  Bight. 


PSALM     LXXV.  t& 

»3  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 
The  darknefs  and  the  day  ? 
Didft  thou  not  bid  the  morning  fhine, 
And  mark  the  fun  his  way  ? 

J4  Kath  not  thy  power  Form'd  ev'ry  coafr, 
And  fet  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  fummer's  heat,  and  winter's  froffy 
In  their  perpetaal  rounds  ? 

15  And  fhall  the  fans  pf  earth  and  drift, 
That  (acred  power  biafpheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  hand  that  form'd  them  firfl 
Avenge  thine  injuVd  name  ? 

k6  Think  on  the  cov'nant  thou  hall  made3 
And  all  thy  words  oflove  ;  V 

Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade 
And  vex  thy  trembling  dore. 

37  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  cur  bloody 
And  make  our  hope  their  jeft ; 
Plead  thine  own  caufe,  almighty  God9 
Aud  give  thy  children  veil* 


PSALM    75.     Long  Metre, 


Prate 


to  Cod  for  the  return  of  peaa?* 


TO  thee,  mod  high  and  holy  God, 
To  thee  our  thankful  hearts  we  raife, 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  abroad — 
Thy  wondrous  writs  demand  our  praife, 

a  To  fiav'ry  donrvd,  thy  chofefi  fons 
B'-.ho'd  their  foes  triumphant  rife  ; 
And,  fore  opprefs'd  by  earthly  thrones, 
They  fought  the  fov'reign  of  the  Ikies* 

]L2 


'*$$  PSALM     LXXVI. 

3  Twas  then,  great  God,  with  equal  power 

Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 
To  fcourge  their  legions  from  the  more, 
And  lave  the  remnant  of  thy  race. 

4  Thy  hand,  that  form'd  the  reftlefs  main, 

And  rear  d  the  mountain's  awful  head, 
Bade  raging  feas  their  courfe  retrain, 
And  dti'ert  wilds  receive  their  dead. 

5  Such  wonders  never  come  by  chance, 

Nor  can  the  winds  fuch  bleflings  blow; 
'Tis  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another  low. 

6  Let  haughty  tyrants  Hnk  their  pride, 

Nor  lift  ib  high  their  fcornful  head, 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  empire  God  has  made. 

J*  SJ  L  M  y6.     Common  Metre. 

Jfraelfaved,  and  the  Jjjyrians  dejlroyed;  or,  Gofr 
vengeance  agairtjl  lis ''enemies  proceeds  from  his 
eburch. 

I  TN  Judah  God  of  old  was  known* 
-*-   His  name  in  Ifrael  great; 
In  Salem  ftood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  feat. 
%  Among  the  praifes  of  his  faints, 
His  dwelling  there  he  chafe; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  juft  complaint! 
•■Againft  their  haaght.y  6 
3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadftrfword, 
And  broke  that  threat'ning  fpear, 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the/word, 
Ajnicfuih'ii  th'  Ally  nan  war. 


V  S  A  L  Mt/  LXX'VIL  ig 

4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe- 
Bnt  mighty  hills  of  . 
The  bill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 
£  '  Fwas  Zion's  k|ng  that  fcopp'd  the  breatii 
Of  captains  and  their  bands; 
The  men  of  might  deep  fift  in  death, 
That  quells  their  warlike  hands. 
4  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 
Both  horfe  ar.d  chariotfeli: 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  ? 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell? 

7  What  power  can  ftaod  before  thv  fight 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears? 
When  heav'n  ihines  round  with  dreadful  light, 
The  earth  adores  and  fears. 

8  When  God  in  his  own  fbv'reign  ways 

Comes  down  to  fave  th'  oppr'eift, 
The  wrath  of  man  Thai!  work  his  praife, 

And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft. 
[9  Vows  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring  ; 

Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown: 
His  terrors  lhake  the  proudtft  king, 

And  finite  his  armigs  down. 
10  The  thunder  of  his  fharp  rebuke 

Our  haughty  foes  mail  feci; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forfook, 

But  dwells  in  Zion  ftiil] 

P  S  A  L  M  77.    Firft  part-;    Common  Metre, 
Melancholy  ajfaulting,  and  hope  prevailing*  - 

s  npO  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice, 
1  fought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  lad  hour,  when  trouble  rofe, 
And  f»!l\lruy  btsut  mih  fc**r» 


is6        PSALM   LXxvrr. 

1  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nightsy 
My  foul  refus  d  relief; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  jull  and  wife, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

3  Still  I  complain'd,  anil  {till  oppicft, 

My  heart  began  to  break ; 
My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  reft* 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  forrows  grew, 

'  rill  I  could  fptak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 
Andcall'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

$  Icall'd  back  year?,  and  ancient timeSj 
When  I  beheld  thy  face  ; 
My  fpirit  fearch'd  for  iecret.crimes 
That  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

C  I  call'd  thy  mercies  i  -!> 

Which  1  tnjoy'd  before; 
-And  will  the  Lord  r;o  mors  be  kind-** 
His  '"ace  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  forevercaft  me  off— ■ 

His  svefiail? 

Has  he  forgot  his  tender  lore  ; 
Shall  anger  fcill  pre . 

8  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  thought, 

This  dark  defpairing  frame, 
Remembering  what  thy  hand  hath  wrci: 
Thy  hand  is  ftill  trie  fame. 

§  I'll  think  again  ■  Fall  thy  ways, 
And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er, 
Thv  wonders  of  recovering  gracej 
When  £<;&  ecu  Id  Jiope  no  more* 


T  S  A  L  M    LXXVII.  157 

f©  Grace  dwelt  with  juftice  on  the  thrcne ; 

And  men  that  love  ihy  word 
Have  in  thy  fanelv.ary  known 
The  counfeJs  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  77.  Second  part.     Common  Metre. 

Comfort  derived  from  ancient  Providence  ;  or> 
1  Ira  el  delivered  from  Egypt)  and  brought  H 
Canaan, 

i  a  TTOW  awful  is  thf  chaining  rod  V9 

il   ( May  thy  own  chile ren  fay ; ^ 
"  Tie  great,  the  wife,  the  dreaufui  God  1 
"  How  holy  is  his  way !" 

i  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old, 
^  Who  reigns  rn  heaVn  above ; 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  truft  his  love. 

5  He  faw  the  houfc  of  Joieph  lie 
With  Egypt's  yoke  oppreft ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry; 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft. 

4  ^  he  fens  of  pious  Jaccb  feem'd 

Abandon 'd  to  their  foes; 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 
'1  a?  nation  whom  he  ehofe. 

5  Fromflavi/h  chains  hefets  them  free> 

They  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  had  them  venture  through  the  fea, 
And  ms.de  the  waves  their  walls. 

§  The  waters  fawthee,  mighty  God, 
The  waters  fay  thee  come  ; 
■Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  flood, 
'*  0  make  t&se  a?  aaies  xqqi&. 


l$!  PS  ALM     LXXVT 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  thro'  theica^ 
Thy  footfleps,  Lord,  unknown; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 
[8  Thy  voice  with  terror  in  the  found 
Through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke; 
All  heav'n  in  lightning  Puone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  (hook. 

9  Thine  arrows  thro'  the  ikies  were  hurPdj 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord! 
Surprize  and  trembling  feiz'dthe  world, 
£nd  all  his  fauns  ador'd. 

10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock; 

And,  fafeby  Mofes'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  delert  led  his  flock 
To  Canaan's  promis'd  land.] 

PSJLMjS.  Firil  part.  Common  Metre. 

Providence  of  God  recorded;  or.  Pious  education 
and  infiruclion  of  children. 

I  T   ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
A-*  Which  God  perform'd  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 
a  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 
His  works  of  pow'r  and  grace: 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  ev'iy  rifingrace. 

3  Our  lips  mail  tell  them  to  cur  fens, 

And  they  again  to  their's, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teacK  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  (hall  they  learn  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecurely  Hands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  woiks4 
J2ut  praclifc  his  Gowmmfa* 


?  S  A  L1VT    XXX  VIII.         159 

PSALM  y%.  Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

f/rael's  rebellion  and  pumjhmtnt ;  or,  The  fins  and 
cbajli foments,  of  God's  people, 

t  rx  WHAT  a  ftiff  rebellious  houfe 
V/    Was  Jacob's  ancient  race! 
Falfe  to  their  own  mod:  folemn  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 

%  They  broke  the  cov'nant  of  his  love, 
And  did  his  laws  defpife; 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  pov/'r .before  their  eyes! 

3  They  faw  the  plagues  in  Egypt  'light 

From  his  avenging  hand : 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  iiubborn  land! 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fea, 

And  march'd  with  fafety  through, 
With  wat'ry  wall  to  guard  their  way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 

%  A  wondrous  gHJar  mark'd  the  road, 
Compos  d  of  (hade  and  light; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  fhelt'ring  cioud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  lie  from  the  rock  their  third  fupplied; 

The guihing  waters  flow'd, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
Along  the  defsrt  road. 

7  Yet  they  provoVd  the  Lord  mofl  high, 

And  dar'd  difhuft  his  hand: 
t(  Can  he  with  bread  our  hoft  (apply 
t{  Arai^fl  this  bairen  land;" 


V  S  A  L  M    LXXtfftl, 

S  The  Lord,  with  indignation  heard, 
And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  2 
His  terrors  ever  ftand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 

PS  JIM  78.  Third  part.    Common  Metre 

The  puttijhmcnt  of  luxury  and  intemperance  \or± 
Chaftifcment  andfalvatisn. 

t  ^Uf  HEN  Ifrael  finn'd,  the  Lord  reprov'd^ 
And  fill'd  their  hearts  with  dread  ; 
Yet  he  forgave  the  men  he  Jov'd, 
And  fent  them  heav'nly  bread. 

»  He  fed  them  with  a  lib'ral  hand, 
And  made  his  Treafure1?  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provifion  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  fliow'r, 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet ; 
The  food  of  heav'n,  fo  light,  fo  pure, 
As  thoiegh  'twere  angel's  meat. 

4  But  they,  in  murm'ring  fangua$e,  faid, 

"  Is  manna  all  our  feait,  ? 
<{  We  loathe  this  li^ht,  this  airy  bread; 
"  We  muft  have  fleih  to  tatce." 

5  "  Ye  mall  have  flefh  to  pleafe  your luft," 

The  Lo-d  in  wrath  reply'd; 
And  fent  them  quails,  like  land,  or  dui&j 
Heap'd  up  on  every  fide. 

4  He  gave  them  all  their  own  defire  ; 
And,  greedy,  as  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  fire, 
And  finott  the  rebels  dead. 


V  S  A  L  M     LXXVIII.  1 6- j 

*j  When  fome  were  (lain,  the  reft  return'd, 
And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears : 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  Toon  forgot  their  fears. 

t  Oft  he  cHaftis/d,  and  ftill  forgave,' 
'Till,  by  his  gracious  hand, 
The  nations  he  reiblv'd  to  fave 
PofTefs'd  the  promised  land. 

P  S  A  L  M  78.  Ver.  32,  fafo 

Fourth  part.     Long  Metre. 

BaekjVidlng  and  forglvenejs ;    ory  Sin  pitn?j?:;d3 
find  faints  faved. 

1  f^REAT  God,  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove, 
^jr  By  turns,  thine  anger  and  thy  Jove  \ 
There,  in  a  glafs,  our  hearts  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfethey  be. 

2  How  foon  the  faithlefs  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  has  wrought  ) 
Then  they  provok'd  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  pow'r  nor  truft  nis  grace. 

The  Lord  confum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 
A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways 
Wore  out  their  ftrength,  and  ipent  their  days* 

4  Oft,  when  they  faw  their  brethren  flarn, 
They  mourn'd  and  fought  the  Lord  again | 
Call'd  .him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 

1  heir  hi^h  Redeemer  and  their  Gcd. 

5  Their  pray'rs  and  vows  before  him  rife^ 
As  flatt'ring  words,  or  lolemn  lies, 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  provs 
jalfe  to  his  ccVqaat  and  his  love* 


rit  PSALM    LXXIX. 

6  Yet  could  his  fov'reign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deferv'd  to  live; 
His  aager  oft  away  he  tura'd, 

Or  elfe  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  faw  their  flefh  was  weak  and  frail, 
Hefaw  temptations  {til!  prevail: 
The  God  of  Abra'm  lov'd  them  iliil, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

PSALM   79.     Long  Metre, 
For  the  dijlrefs  of  'war. 

j  T>EHOLD,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes 
XJ  Thy  peaceful  heritage  invade; 
Thy  holy  ttmpie  Hands  defil'd, 
In  duft  thy  facred  walls  are  laid. 
%  Wioe  o'er  the  vallies  drench'd  in  blood, 
Thy  people  fall'n  in  death  remain; 
The  towls  of  heaven  their  fle/h  devour 
And  favage  beafts  divide  the  /lain. 

3  Th'  infulting  foes,  with  impious  rage, 

Reproach  thy  children  to  their  face; 
"  Where  is  you-  God  of  boafted  power, 
"  And  where  the  prcmife  of  his  grace;"1 

4  Deep  from  the  prifon's  horrid  glooms 

Oh  hear  the  mournful  captives  figh, 
And  let  thy  fov'reign  power  reprieve 
The  trembling  fouls  cendemn'd  to  die. 

5  Let  thefc,  whodar'd  to  infr.lt  thy  reign, 

Return  difrnay'd  with  endlcfs  (har.. 
While  heathens,  who  thy  grace  defpife, 
Shall  from  thy  vengeance  kana  thy  name* 

6  So  fhaJl  thy  children,  freed  from  deatk, 

Eternal  for.gs  of  honor  raife; 
.And  every  future  age  mail  tell 
Thy  foy'veign  pow'r  and  pxrd'ning  grtcc^ 


PSALM    LXXX.  \S% 

PSALM  So.     Long  Metre. 

The  church's  prayer  under  ajjticJion;  or,  The  vine* 

yard  of  Gcd  ivajied. 

t  (~*  RE  A.T  fhepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 

VJT  Who  didft  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  led  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  lheep, 
Safe  through  the  deiert  and  the  deep: 

t  Thy  church  is  in  the  defert,  Lord, 
Shine  from  on  high,  and  light  afford; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  (hall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

5  Greats  God,  whom  heav'r.ly  hofts  obey, 
How  long  mall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return? 
How  long  (hall  thy  fierie  anger  burn? 

4  Inftead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread,  ■: 
Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 

We  mail  be  fav'd,  and  figh  bo  more. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

5  Hafl  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands ; 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 

6  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  moot, 
And  blefs  the  nation  with  the  fruit! 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  fca 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  her  beauty  thus  defae'd? 
Why  hail  thou  laid  her  fences  waltej 
Strangers  and  foes  again  ft  her  join, 
And  every  beaft  devours  the  vine. 


>*4  ?  S  A  L  M    LXXXfc 

*  Return,  almighty  God,  return  ; 

Nor  let  thy  bleedir^  vineyard  mourn:       ' 
I'l"!?^  thy  love,  reiiore, 
We'ffiali  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaa*  grew, 
Thou  waft  its  ftrength  and  glory  too! 
Attack'd  m  va.n  by  all  itsYoes, 
IMI  the  fair  branch  of  prornifc  rofe. 
Jo  Fair  branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  fli 
F-;om  David's  frock,  from  Jacob's  root; 
HimieJr  a  noble  vine,  and  wp 
The  Jeffer  branches  cf  the  tree. 
ir  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  he  thai!  ftand, 
Girt  with  toy  itrength.  at  thy  ri^ht  hand  % 
iby  firft-born  Son,  adom'd  and  WelVd 
w  ito  pov/'r  and  grace  above  the  reft. 
1*0!  for  his  fake,  attend  our  cry, 
^me  on  thy  churches,  left  they  die  • 

rtr r  5  uf, ' °  rl2ee>  thY lo"*-  reftore, 
We  /Iiail  be  fav'd,  and  u"gh  no  more. 

PSALM  3i.   Ver.    i,  S~-i6.  Short  Metre* 

The  warning  of  God  to  his  popfe ;  or,  Sph 

blefwgs  and  pat 
1  CINQ  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
^  And  make  a  joyful  do 
Goo  !3  our  ftrength,  our  Saviour  Cod  ; 
Let  Ifrael  hear  his  voice. 
*  "  From  idols  faffe  and  v 
«  r  Prci^rve  ,nY  r'gnta  div]  ie  ; 

I  am  the  Lord  who  broke  thy  chala 
•'Oifiaveryandofiin. 


F  3  A  L  M    LXXXII.  iS^ 

■■:*.  :i  thy  defires  abroad, 
"  ^nd  I'll  fupply them  well : 
"Bat  ifys  will  refafe  yoar  God, 
"  It  iira.-i  will  rebel  ; 
$  1*11  leave  them/'  faith  the  Lord, 
ki  To  their  own  lufts  a  prey? 
"  And  let  them  run  thedadg'rous  road  j 
" '  Hi  their  own  cbofen  way. 
-  «•'  ]    -  ^  lims 

"  We  my  voice  ! 

"  Soon  [  wot  .  ir  fpre  complaints* 

"  And  bid  their  hearts  r.joics. 
6  "  V.  Lroy  their  foes, 

4i  I'll  richlffeed  ray  flock, 
u  And  they  mall  rafte  tke  ftreani  thatiow$ 
*'  Fio-r.  their  eternal  rock." 

P  S  A  L  M    Sz.     Long  Metre. 

Ced  the  Suprenfe  GoVtrmr ;  or,  Magiftrateig 
nuarned. 


AMOI 
A  c, 


lvG  tli'  aflemblies  of  the  great, 
greater  niler  takes  his  feat ; 
The  God  of  heav'n,  as  judge,  turveys 
Thefegods  on  earth,  and  ;iil  their  ways. 
*.  Why  will  ye  frame  oppreffive  laws  ? 
Or  why  fupport  th    unrighteous  caufe  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  foes  may  vex  the  faints  no  more. 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know-} 
Dark  ire  the  ways  in  which  they  go  ; 
Their  nw?  of  earthly  god1:  is  vain, 

For  they  (hall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Anfe,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
PofTefs  hie  urdverfal  throne, 

And  rule  the  radons  with  his  rod  | 
He  f3  our  judge,  and  he  our  God, 


-«•*  x     o   /i   i,   jvi      JLAAAlil. 

PSALM  83.     Short  Metre, 
-^  complaint  a%ainjl  per/certou. 

1  AND  wij]  tlls  God  °^grace 
*  Perpetual  hlence  keep? 
The  God  of juftice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  fieep? 

a  Behold  what  curfed  fhares 

The  men  of  mifchief  fpread; 
The  men  that  hate  thy  faints  and  thee 
Lift  up  their  threat  mng  htzd. 

3  Agaii$  thy  hidden  ones 

Their  counfels  they  employ, 
And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Purfues  them  to  deftroy. 

4  *5  Come,  letus  join," tftty  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
44  'Till  not  the  name  of  faints  remair*. 
"  Nor  mem'ry  (hail  be  four^d." 

5  Awake,  alrnfghty  God, 

Ane!  ca'J  thy  wrath  to  mind; 
Give  them.  likeforefls,  to  the  fire, 
Or  Hubble  to  the  wind. 

i  Convince  their  madoefs,  Lord, 

And  make  them  feek  thy  name: 
Or  elfe  their  fi;bborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  ftiamc. 

1  Then  ih ai  1  the  nations  know 
Thy  glorious  dreadful  word, 

Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  (oy'reigQ  Lord, 


PSALM     LXXXIV.         167 

PBJL  M  34-    Firft  part.    Long  Metre. 

The  pkafare  of  public  worJhip. 

i  TJTOW  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair, 
* l  O  Lord  of  hofts,  thy  dwellings  arc  J 
With  long  defire  my  fpirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  aflcmblics  of  thy  laiats. 

ft  My  ffefh  would  reft  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
My  God!  my  King!  why  mould  I  be 
So  faf  from  all  my  joys  and  thee. 

j5  The  fparrow  ehufes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  nefti 
Bat  will  my  God  to  fparrows  grant 
'i  hat  pieaiure  which  his  children  want? 

4  Blefs'd  are  the  faints  who  fit  on  high 
Around  thy  throne  above  the  (Ivy ; 
Thy  brighteil  glories  mine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praiie  and  love. 

5  Blefs'd  are  the  foulf  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace; 

')  berc  to  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  feekthy  foce,  and  learn  thy  praife. 

6  Blefs'd  are  the  men  whcfe.  hearts  are  fet 
To  rind  the  way  to  Zion's  pate; 

God  is  their  ftrength,  and  tfjro'  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 

■7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  ftrength, 
;  fill  all  (hall  meet  in  heav'rt  at  lettgtb, 
'Till  all  before  ihy  face  appear, 
A.»d  join  in  nobler  %  crihip  t&cre. 


1 68  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

PSALM  84.  Second  part.   Long  Metres 
God  and  his  church  ;  or,  Grace  and  glory. 

I  /^  RE  AT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  fings 
yj  The  joy  that  from  thy  preftnee  fprings  j 
To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufaod  days  of  mirth. 

a  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneit  place 
Within  thy  houfe,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe,  nor  thrones  of  pow'r, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door, 

3  God  is  our  fun,  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  fhieid,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  afTaults  of  hell  and  lin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  be  flow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ? 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whole  fov'rcigo  fway 
The  glorious  noils  of  heav'n  v 

And  devils  at  thy  prefence  flee, 
Blefs'd  is  the  man  that  trufts  in  thee. 

P  SALM  84.  Ver.  1,2,3 — 10,  parapurafed,. 

Common  Metre. 

Delight  in  or di nances  efnvsr/hip;  er>  God  pre* 
fcttt  in  his  churches. 

1  TVvT^  ^ou^  k°w  l°veH'  is  tne  place 
XVX  T0  which  my  God  reforts! 
'Tis  heav'n  to  fee  his  fmiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
2,  There  the  great  monarch  of  the  fkies 
His  faving  pow'r  diiplays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  aad  ouick'ning  rays* 


PSALM       XLV  tfl§) 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heav'nly  dove 

_  Deicends  and  fills  the  ptace, 
\Vhile  Chrift  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  fheds  abioad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  G'od,  thy  words  declare 

The  iecrets  of  thy  will : 
And  fall  we  leek  thy  mercies  there. 
And  ling  thy  piaiies  itiil. 

PAUSE. 

5  My  heart  and  flefh  cry  cut  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  fhall  1  tread  thy  courts,  and  Tea 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 

6  The  fparrow  builds  herielf  a  nefl, 

And  fu iters  no  remove  ; 
O  make  me  like  the  fparrows  b'efs'd, 
To  dwell  but  where  I  iofe. 

7  To  fit  one  day  bsr.earJi  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 

Employed  in  carnal  joys'. 
S  Lord,  at  thy  thiefhoh)  I  would  wait. 

While  Ttfus  is  within. 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  {late, 

Among  the  tents  of  fin. 
Cculd  I  command  the  fpacirms  land, 

And  the  mere  bouiidieis  fea, 
For  one  blefs'd  hour  at  thy  light  hand 

]"d  give  them  both  away. 

P  S  A  L  M  84.     As  the  148th  Pialra. 
Lcnging  for  the  Houfe  of  God, 

LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleafant  and  how  fair 

£3 


1$  T  a  A  L  M    LXXXIV; 

The.  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  are! 

To  thine  abode 
My  heart  afptres, 
With  warm  defires 

To  iee  my  God. 

a  The  tparrow  for  her  y»ung, 
With  pleafate  feeks  a  net!,  . 
And  wandering  fwallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  reft  J 

My  ipirit  faints, 
With  equal  zeal, 
To  rift  and  dwell 

.among  thy  faints. 

3  O  hanpv  fools  dtaf  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  he*rf 
O  hstppf  «ien  that  pay 
Their  conftant  fervice  there! 

They  praife  thee  ft 
Ann  happy  they 
That  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill 

4  They  go  rVflfn1  ftfength  t-o  ftrengtf 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tear*, 
'Till  each  arrives  a  length, 
'Till  each  in  heav'r. 

p  glbriotlj  it?*) 
When  God  our 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet, 

PAUSE. 

5  To  foetid  one  facred  day, 

Where  Gou  and  iaints; 
Affoids  diviner  jov 
Than  ttvoui'arNi  days  bt&te: 


PSALM    LXXXV.  ;?» 

Where  God  reforts, 
Ibve  it  mors 
To  i:eep  the  door 
Thanlliine  in  cotirts. 
4  God  is  our  fun  and  ihield,. 
Our  light  and  our  defence* 
With  gifts  our  hands  are  fill  cf , 
We  draw  our  bleflings  thence i 

He  (halt  btftow 
On  Jacobus  race 
Pecuiiar  grace 
And  glory  too, 
•;  The  Lord  his  people  loves; 
His  hand  no  good  withhoJds 
From  thofe  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  fuujs^ 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  h'ofts, 
Whofe  Spirit  trufts 
!  Alone  in  thee. 

f&ALMl$.  V.i— 8.  Firftpart.  Long  Mars, 
Writing  for  an  a?i/hver  to  prayer;  or,  Deliver -anct 

began  and  completed. 
i  T    ORD5  thou  haft  callM  thy  grace  to  mind, 
I  j  Thou  haft  i  .vers'd  our  heavy  doom} 
So  God  forgave' when  Ifrael  fmn;d, 

And  brought  his  wandVing  captives  nonse. 
s  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  free, 

And  made  thy  fierceft  wrath  abate; 
•  Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn rd  to  thee, 

Ai;d  our  falvatiori  be  complete, 
«  Revive, our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
A  nd  Jet  thy  faints  in  thee  rejoice : 
J^Iake  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  wordj 
We  wait  for  praife  to  tune  our  \oice. 


t7i     PSALM  LXXXV.  LXXXYL 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay 

He'll  fpeak  and  give  his  people  peace  3 
Bat  la  them  run  no  more  afrray, 
Left  his  returning  wrath  increafe. 

PSALM  i$.    Ver.  9,  SV. 

Second  part.   Long  Metre. 
Salvation  by  Ghrift. 
t   eALVATlON  is  forever  aigh 

^    The  fouls  that  fear  and  trufh  the  Lord ; 
And  ^race,  defcending  from  en  high, 
Frefh  hopes  of  glory  mall  afford, 
a  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  a^e  met, 

SinceCkrifttheLordcamedownFromheav'n! 
By  his  obedience  fo  complete 
Jbftice  is  pleas'd,  anil  peace  rs  given. 

3  Now  truth  and  honor  mall  abound, 

Religion  dwell  on  emh  a-,»ain, 
And  heavenly  influence  blefs  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentler  rei.^n. 

4  His  righteouihefs  is  gone  before, 

To  give  us  free  iccefs  to  Cod  ; 
Our  wand'ring  feet  ihall  ftray  no  mor?, 
But  mark  his  iteps,  and  keep  the  road. 

PSALM  86.  Ver.  §— 13.   Common  Metre* 

A  general  forg  ofpraife  to  God. 
I      \  MONO  the  princes,  earthly  Gods 
-/"X  There's  none  hath  pow't  divine  ; 
1  !br  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works  like  thine, 
e  The  nations  thou  had  made  (hall  bring 
Their  off 'rings  round  thy  throne  ; 
Fo>-  thou  alone  rloft  wohdrpus  things* 
For  thou  art  God  alone, 


?sal  m  lxsxvii: 

3  Lord, I  would  walk  with  holy  feet; 

Teach  me  thine  heav'nly  ways  ; 
And  all  my  wand'ring  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  praife. 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongu© 
Shall  thole  fweet  wonders  teli, 

How  bv  thy  grace  my  linking  foul 
Rofe  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

P  SJ  L  M  %?.     Long  Metre: 

The  church  the  birth  placs  of  tit  faints;  or,  J^:?s 
and  Gsniiks  united  in  the  Ghrijlian  chunk. 

I  O  OD  in  h's  earthly;  temple  lays 

^T  Foundation  for  his  heavenly  praife; 
Ke  Iik'd  the  tent-  of  Jacob  well, 
Be:  (till  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

5  Kis  mercy  vifit?  every  hoiife 

That  pay  their  right  and  morning  tows  % 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Aay, 
Where  churches  meet  it  ad  ?rar4 

3  What  pieties  wece  defcrib'd  cf  old  I 
What  wonders  -re  rn  Zioc  ^cid  I 
Thou  city  or  our  G 

Thy  fame  mall  Tyre  and  Egypt  :ca3W. 

4  Egypt  and  Tvre,  ai  ^nd  Jiw* 
S h a  1 1 1 he v  e  be rr  '  - w-  •' 

-md  men  {hall  join  to  ring 
Th"«!  hillwhere Jiving  waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  npf  s  la&accoc 
Of  natives  in  hi  >unt, 

'Twill  be  an  honor  to  appear 

As  one  new-born  and  nouriiVd  theref 

it 


374        ?  S  A  L  M    LXXXV 

FSJLM8S.  As  the  113th.  Long  Metre, 
Lcfs  of  friends,  and  ahfencc  of  divine  grace* 

1  f~\  GOD  of  my  fa)  ration,  hear 

KJ   My  nightly  groan,  my  daily  prayer, 

That  llili  employ  my  wafting  breath; 
My  foul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
Implores  thy  fov'reign  puvv'r  to  fave 

From  dark  dtipair  and  lafting  death. 

$  Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  foul, 
And  Wdves  of  forrow  o'er  me  roll, 

While  dull  and  filence  ipread  the  gleorrn 
My  friends  IxloT'd  in  happier  days, 
The  dear  companions  of  my  ways,  ' 
Defeend  afcttinci  mc  to  the  tomb. 

g  As  loft  in  lonely  grief  I  tread 
The  mournful  n^nfjons  of  the  dead, 
Or  to  fome  throng'd  aiTembJy  go: 
Thr:--igh  ail  alike  1  rove  alone, 
While,  here  forgotten,  there  unknown, 
The  change  renews  my  piercing  woe. 

4  And  why  will  God  negleft  my  call? 
Or  who  fiiafll  profit  by  my  fall, 

When  Ufe  departs  and  love  ixpires? 
Can'duft  and  dVknejs  prajfe  the  Lord? 
Or  wake,  or  brighten  at  his  word, 

And  tune  the  harp. with  heav'nlyxhoiis? 

j  Yet,  thro*  each  melancholy  day, 
I've  pray'd  to  thee,  ana  ftill  will  pray, 

impiorirje  ri'iii  thy  kind  return: 
But.  oh!  my  friends5  my  consort's  fied, 
And  all  my  kindred  of  ihe  dead 
Keca)  my  w'and'iing  thoughts  to  mcura. 


PSALM    LXXXIX,  175 

PSJLMSg.    Firftpart.   Long  Metre. 

The  covenant  made  with  Chriji;  or,  The  trus 
David. 
1  T70REVEU  mall  my  fong  record 

X*    The  tiuth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord: 

Mercy  and  truth  for  ever  fta'nd, 

Like  heav'n,  eitablim'd  by  his  hand. 
s  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware  and  laid, 
'   "  With  thee  my  cov'nant^ir.ft  is  made  1 

"  Jn  thee  mall  dying  tinners  live; 

w  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "  Betbou  my  prophet,  thou  my  ptieft; 
"   !  hy  children  (ball  be  ever  UeiVd : 

"  Thou  ?.r  tmy  choien  Ling,  thy  throne 
<J  Shall  ftand  eternal  like  my  oWia. 

4  "  There's  none  of  ail  my  Ions  above 
7  "  So  much  my  image  or  my  love: 

"  Ceieflial  powers  thy  futjefts  are> 
*'  Then  what  can  earth  t«  thee  compare? 
I  <;  David,  my  fen-ant,  whom  I  chofe, 
'  tt  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crufh  my  ioes; 
"  Andrais'd  him  to  the  Jewlfti  thrcne, 
"  Was  but  the  fhadow  of  my  Son.'' 
e  Now  let  the  church  lejoice  and  Sag 
Jefus  her  Saviour  and  lief  King: 
.Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  mow, 
And  faints  declare  his  works  bch    " 


low 


PSALM  8.9.  Firff  part.  Common  Metre 
The  faitkfulnefs  of  God. 
I  "ft  id  nev^r-ceayngfcngmall  mow 
J  'J-VX  The  mercies  of  the  Lord; 

£nd  make  xuee  eding  ages  know.    . 

"  iiaw  fakhfial  is  his  word. 


ij6  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

%  The  facred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 
Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure  ; 
And  if  he  fpake  a  prornife  once, 
Th*  eternal  grace  is  fure. 
3  How  long  the  race  of  Davidheld 
The  promis'd  Jewifh  throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  covenant  feal'd 
To  David's  greater  fon. 

4  His  fee.)  for  ever  fhall  pofTefa 
A  throne  above  the  (kies  ; 
The  meaaeil  fubjecls  of  his  gracs 
Shall  to  that  glory  rife. 

$  Lord  God  of  holts,  thy  wondrous  v/ayc 
Are  fting  by  faints  above  ; 
And  punts  on  earth  their  honor  raife 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 

PSALM    89.     Ver.  7,  &V, 

Second  part.     Common  Metre, 

The  power  and  unyefly  of  God ;  or,  P^sverenlld! 
<wrjhip. 

1  "\T7TrH  reverence  let  the  faints  appear, 
*  V     And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
Ili'i  high  commands  with  reverence  hea*, 
And  tremble  at  his  word.' 

a  How  terrible  thy  glories  rife  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  Chine  ! 
Where  is-ihe  power  with  thee  rhatvie^ 
Or  truth  cornpaVd  with  thine! 

■  The  nortbeHi  pole  and  fouthem  reft 
On  thv  fa pparting  hand  ; 

Darknefs  an-i  Jay  from  eatl  to  weft 
Move  round  at  thy  command. ' 


PSALM     LXXXTX.  i?ft 

£  Thy  words  the  racing  winds  c  ntroul, 

And  rule  thebnttero  is  deep  ; 
Thou  raak'ftthe  fleepin? 'billows  roll, 

The  rolling  billows  fleep. 
5  Heav'n,  earth,  and  air.  and  &a  are  thine£ 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell ; 
Tlfeyiaw  thine  arm  in  vengeance  fiiina 

When  Egypt,  durft  rebel    . 
Juftice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  Wondrous  i§  thy  grace  '■ 
While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one, 

Invite  us  near  thy  lace.  . 

P    S  A  L    M    89.     Verfe  15.  &cl 
Third  part.  Common  Metre. 
A  hkjftd ' go/pel. 
2  "DLESS'D  are  the  foais  who  hear  and  kn(N$ 
-O    Vhe  gofpel's  joyful  found  ! 
P?ace  (hall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  (leps  fiirround. 
5  Their  joy  (hall  bear  their  Spirits  up  , 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name; 
His  rightepufriefs  exalts  their  hope  % 
An;i  fills  their  foes  with  fhame. 
2  The  Lord  our  glory  ?xV,(\  defence 
Strength  and  falyation  gives  ; 
Ifrael,  thy  king  forever  reigns* 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 

PSALM  89.    Verfe  19,  £5V; 

Fourth  part.  Common  Metre. 

vbrijf's  mscfcatorial kingdom  :  or,  Hii  4 faint  #f 

t  t_t?AR  wfetthe  Lord  in  yifion  faidt 
■*■   And  made  his  mercies  known  : 
6:  pinners,  behold, your  help  is  laid 
".On  my  almighty  Soli, 


1*1  P  $  A  L  M    LXXXIX, 

c  "  Behold  the  man  my  wifdom  choie 

u  Among  your  mortal  race : 

"  His  head  m*  holy  cil  o'erficws, 

V  With  fttlJ  {applies  of  grace. 

3  "  HighfWl  he  reign  on  David's throne, 
"My  people's  better  king: 
"  My  arm  ft.all  beat  his  rivals  down, 
"  And  iliii  new  iubjecls  bring. 

My  truth  (hall  ^uard  him  in  his  way 

V  Witlj  mercy  by  his  i'ide; 
**  While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  fest 

".He  ftiaij  in  triumph  ride. 

"  Me  for  his  father  and  his  God 

"  He  (hall  for  ever  Own, 
"  Call  me  his  roc/.,  his  high  abode, 

V  And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 

"  My  firf:- born  Son,  array'd  in  grace; 

"  At  my  right  hand  fhal!  lit : 
**  Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place^ 

**  And  monarch 3  at  his  feet. 

lc  My  coyenant  £ands  for  ever  fair, 
^  My  promifes  are  ftrong: 


"  Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  fhall  iafr 


"  Hiii  feed  endure  as  long.' 


P  S  A  L  M    89.     Verfe  30,  tfr. 
Fiftii  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  covenant  qfgrace  unchangeable;  cr,  dJjtifiUq 

isiircut  rejection. 

j  "  ^Y*ET''>1^ilhtheLord'  "  if  David's  race; 
A  •  «'  The  children  of  my  Son, 
"  Should  break  my  !a*vs,  abufemv  grace5 
JJ  And  tempt  mine  anger  down  -9 


S  S  A  L  M  .  LZXXiX,  J79 

I  "  Their  fins  I'll  vifit  with  the  rod, 
(i  And  maket,heir  foliy  (mart; 
"  But  I'll  not  ceafe  to  be  their.  God, 
"  Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  "  My  cov'hant  I  will  ne'er  reyojce, 

"  But  keep  my  grace  in  mind ; 
*f  And  whgt  my  love  eternal  fpokfy 
"Eiernaltruth  mail  bind. 

4  4(  Once,  hare  I  fwo'ro.,  ( I  need  r*o  rhore] 

(i  And  p!edg5d  my  hoiinefs,, 
"  To  feal,rh?e  fee  red  prcrriife  fare 
<£  To  -David  and  his  race, 

5  c£  The  fun  fhali  fee  his  offspring  rifs 
,.  "  And  fpread  from  fea  ta  fea? 

''-  Loug  as  he  travels  roanejxhe  ikies 
"  To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  "  Sure  as  the  moon,  that  rules  the  nightj 
.    "  His kingdom  fhall  endure, 

€<  'Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  made  and  light 
"  Shall  be  obfenrd  no  more," 

PSALM    89.'    Vetf?ifi  *$%, 

Sixth  part.     Long  Metre., 

Mortality  and  iopY. 

a   f  u  rr  e  r  a  l   r  .?  a  :.  m  . 

I  T>  EMEM3ER,  Lord,  our  mcrta!  j/  «e, 
£x-  Ho'v  fraTl  c  >ur  ltf]e9  how  fao?i;^ar  date!' 

Where  is  1'.^  ■-      that  draw-;  Up  bveadi 
Safe  from  difeafer  fecure  from  dc  r  hi 

3  Lord,  while  we  fee  vhclc  naticiis  die,, 
Our  8efii  and  fTrcngs-fc  repine  /»ad  cry,; 
V  Maftdegth  for  ever  rage  ud  reign! 
£  Oi  full  thou  made  niaaj&kl  in  ysa-:i: 


ifo  P  S  A  L  M    LXXXIX. 

3  "  Where  is  thy  promife  to  the  juQ:  r* 
"  Arc  net  thy  fervants  tum'd  tc  dpft  .?3* 
But  faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  figlis, 
Aad  fees  the  I  uftanfe. 

^  Th;  hour,  that  dreadfa]  day* 

Wipes  the  r  awayi 

An*!  clears  the  hern  i 
Awake,  our  fouls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 

P  £  A  L  M  89.  Vcrie  4;,  &fo  Lafl  pan& 

As  the  113th  Pfalna. 

Life,  death,  arid  ike  rcfurrefiion. 

%  'TPHINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man,        • 
X    Hew  few  his  hours,  how  fhort  his  fpan  t 

Short  from  the  c  rati  if  to  the  grave  : 
VI:,;  can  fecuit  his  vital  bi 
Againitrhe  bold  demands  ci  death, 
With  fkill  to  fly  or  pc-w'r  to  five? 
%  T.or3,  (hall  it  he  Tor  ever  laid, 

was  only  made 
"  Foi  ficlcnefs,forrow,  arid  the duft£V 
A^e  not  thy  fervants,  cki'y  by  day, 
Strit  to  th<  i<  graves  and  turji'd  to  clay  ? 
Lofd,- where  s  thy  kinduefs  to  the  juitj; 
3  Haft  thoia  not  pvomis'.d  to  thy  ion, 

•  And  ail  his  feed,  a  heavenly  crown  ? 

But  fit  Ih  and  ferife  indulge  deipair. 
Jot  trv|  r  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
"ibat  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
!  Hrd  a  rtiurr£9tioo  there. 
4.  For  evei  blefled  he  the  Lord, 

*  Who  gives  his  faints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain; 
Let  all  below  and  ail  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love 
•'  Aiid  each  repeat  their  loud'^faws. 


PSALM    XC.  181 

P  S  J  L  M  90.     Long  Metre. 
Man  mortal^  and  God  eternal. 

A   MOURNFUL  SONG  AT   A  FUNfcRAL-. 

I  ^THROUGH  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  refl,  our  fafe  abode: 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heav'n  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  fcotftool  laid. 

%  Long  hadft  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 
Or  tfuft  was  fafhiois'd  into  man: 
And  long  thy  kingdom  {hall  endure 
When  earth  and  time  fliail  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  «p  or  guilt  and  vanity: 
Thy  dreadful  fentence,  Lord,  was  juft, 
"  Return,  ye  finners,  to  your  dull." 

[4  A  thoufand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  tame  account, 
Like  yefterday  s  departed  light, 
Or  the  hfl  watch  of  ending  night.J 

PAUSE. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  flrsam, 
Sweeps  us  away — our  life's  a  dream, 
An  empty  tale — a  morning  flow'r, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 

[6  Our  age  to  fev'nty  years  is  fet; 
How  thort  the  time :  how  frail  the  Hate! 
And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 
We  rather  figh  and  groan  than  live. 

7  But  ch  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  year-.! 
Thy  wrath  av/akes  our  humble  dread? 
We  fear  the  power  that  ftnkis  us  dezd-2 
H 


sSs  PSALM     CX. 

8    Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  > 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  the  lpan, 
Till  a  wife  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

PSALM   90.    Verfc  1— j. 
Firft  part,  Common  Metre. 
Man  frail,  and  Gcd  ettrnal, 
*  /~\VR  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft, 
"_>  Out  hop**  for  years  to  come, 
Oo    welter  from  the  flormy  blaft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 
»  Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thv  throne 
-  l.y  faints  have  dwelt  fecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  my  defence  is  fare. 

3  Before  the  hil  s  in  order  Rood, 

Or  earih  receiv'd  her  flame, 
From  everlafting  thou  art  God, 
To  endkfs .yeais  the  fame. 

4  Thy  word  commands  cur  flefli  to  dult, 

M  Return,  ye  fons  of  men  ;" 
All  nations  rofe  from  earth  at  firft, 

And  turn  to  earth  again. 
$  A  thoufai.d  ages  in  thy  fight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  Bight 

Before  the  riling  dawn. 
£6  The  bufy  tribes  cf  flefh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  flood, 

And  loft  in  following  years. 
7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  dream > 

Bears  a' J  its  fons  away, 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dreara 

Dies  at  the  opecipg  day. 


PSALM     XC.  ifj 

t  Like  ffow'ry  fields  the  nations  Hand 
Pleas  d  with  the  morning  light ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  'tis  night."] 
9  Our  Gt>d,our  help  in  ages  paft, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  laft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

P  S  A  L  M  90.    Verfe  8, 11,  2,  10,  12. 

Second  part.    Common  Metre. 

Infirmities  andmorlality\the  effect  of  Jin  ;  ort  Life, 
olJuvg^  a?id  preparation  for  death. 

j  T    GRI>.  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faults, 
-&-J  /-  n d  j '  -ft i ce  gi 0 ws  feve re, 
Thy  dread&I  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 
a  Tfcine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dud  ; 
By  ose  offence  to  thee, 
Adam,  with  all  his  fons,  have  loft 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  amafenient  flies  ; 

A  fable  or  a  fong  ;   . 
By  fwift  degrees  our  nature  die", 
Nor  can  cur  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  3  few  whofe  days  amount 

To  threescore  years  ?.nd  ten  : 
And  all  beyond  that  uvrt  account 

Is  forrovv,  toil,  and  pain. 
C5  Our  vita's  with  laborious  fliife 

B;ar  up  the  crazy  load, 
And  drag  thefc  poor  remains  of  life 

Along  thetlrefotoe  road.  J 


,S4  PSALM    XC. 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone: 
Oh  la  our  fweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  art 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we'  may  act  the  wifer  part, 
And  live  beyon  !  the  grave. 

P    S  A   L    M  93.      Vcr.  13,  cjfr, 
•Third  part.      Common  Mttre. 
Brsaihlng  after  heaven* 
1  T>  E  TURN,  O  God  of  love,  return; 
^  Earth  is  a  tirefqme  place; 
How  long  (hali  ws,  thy  children,  mourn. 
Our  abftnee  from  thy  face? 
a  Let  heaven  fucceed  our  painful  years 
Let  fin  and  forrow  cenfe, 
And  in  proportion  to  our  rears 
So  make  our  joys  incirafe. 

3  Thv  wonders  to  thy  fervant  fnow, 

Make  thy  own  work  complete; 
Then  (hall  our  fouls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  (hall  we  mine  before  thy  throng 

[nail  thy  beauty.  Lord: 
And  the  poor  fcrvice  we.  have  done 

Meet  a  divine  reward, 
P    S   A    L    M   go.     Ver.  5,  10,  12 
Short  Metre. 
The  frailty  and  (horUicfs  of  life. 
I  T  ORD.  what  a  feeble  piece 
■*-*  Is  this  our  mortal  frame. 
Our  life!  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  fcarce  defer ves  the  name* 


?  S  A  L  M    XCI.  18$ 

%  Alas  the  brittle  clay 

That  built  our  body  firft! 
And  ev'ry  month,  and  ev'ry  day^ 
Tis  mould'nngbackto  duft. 

3  Onr  moments  fly  apace, 

Our  feeble  pow'rs  decay, 
Swift  as  a  flood  our  hafty  days 
Are  {weeping  us  away. 

4  Yet,  if  our  days  mull  fly, 

We'll  keep  rh^ir  end  in  fight; 
Well  fpend  them  all  in  wifdom's  way, 

And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 
^  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempeihious  lea: 
Soon  we  ihall  reach  the  peaceful  more 

Of  bltft  eternity. 

PSALMgi.  V.  1—7.  Firfcpart.  Long  Metre, 
Safety  in  public  difeafes  end  Angers. 

1  TTE  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
JjL  Shall  find  a  mod  fecure  abode : 
Shall  walk^il  day  beneath  his  fhaete, 
And  there  at  night  mail  reft  his  head. 

a  Tfeen  will  I  fay,  "  My  God,  thy  poW't 
"  Khali  be  my  fortreis  and  my  tower: 
*'  I  tJ  at  am  form'd  of  feebie  duft. 
"  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trufl." 

3  Thrice  happy  nnn !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fewier's  fnare| 
Prom  Satan's  wiles,  who  ftill  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  thou  land,  ways. 

4  Juf>.  as  a  hen  protect  her  brncd , 

From  birds  of  prey  that  ktk  rheir  blood) 
The  Lord  hip  faithful  faints  (hall  guard* 
And  endlefs  life  be  their  reward, 


*86  PSALM    XCI. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peftilential  £re  ; 

God  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  fpread 
To  fhield  them  with  an  healthful  (hade. 

6  If  vapors  With  malignant  breath 

Rife  thick,  and  fcatter  midnight  death, 
lfrael  is  fafe:  the  poifon'd  air 
Grows  pine  if  Ifrael's  God  be  there. 

PAUSE. 

j  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  fide, 
Around  thy  path  ten  thoufand  died, 
Thy  Gcd  hischofen  people  laves 
Amongft  the  dead,  amidil:  the  graves. 

S  So  when  he  fent  his  angel  down 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  flew  their  fons,  his  careful  eye 
Pail  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  orfword, 
Receive  wmmiffion  from  the  Lord, 
To  ftrike  his  faints  among  the  reft* 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  bleis'cL 

jc  The  fword,  the  peftilence,  or  fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  beft  defire  ; 
From  fins  and  forrows  fet  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  tkee. 

PSALM    91.     Verfe  9—16. 

Second  part.     Common  Metre. 

P rote cli on  from  dcaih^  guard  of  angels,  vicluy 
and  deli~j:rjr.cc. 

I  "VT  f?ns  °f  mcn>  a^ee^'e  ,ace> 
X    Expos'd  to  ev'ry  fnaie, 
pome  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling  place? 
And  try  and  trull  his  care. 


PSALM     XCII.  -187 

a  No  ill  (hall  enter  where  you  dwell ; 
Ot  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell., 
'Twill  raife  the  faints  on  high. 

3  He'll  give  his  ante's  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all  your  ways  ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  fleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  (hall  bear  you,  left  you  fall 

Aad  daft*  againft  the  itones  ; 

Are  they  notlervants  at  his  call, 

And  fent  t'  attend  his  fons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  fhall  tread ; 

The  tempter's  wfiles  defeat  : 
He  that  hath  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  head 
Piits  him  beneath  your  feet. 

6  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  fet  their  Jove, 

"  I'll  &ve  them,"  faith  the  Lord  ; 
«f  I'll  bear  their  joyful  foals  above 
"  Deftru&ion  and  the  (word. 

7  «  My  grace  (lull  anfwer  when  they  call, 

"  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
"  My  power  mall  help  them  when  they  tali, 
"  And  raife  them  when  they  die. 

8  "  Thofe  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 

"  I  honor  will  in  heav'n  ; 
"  There  my  falvation  (hall  be  fhown, 
"Andendlefslifebegiv'n.', 

PSALM '  $i.  Firftpart.  Long  Metre. 
A  pf aim  for  the  Lord's  day,  * 
i  Q  WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  ki££, 
D  To  praife  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  ling  ; 
To  (hew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
Aad  talk  of  allthy  trutb  at  night. 


1 83  PSALM    XCTL 

a  Sweet  is  the  day  of  facred  reft, 
No  mortal  care  (hall  feize  my  breaft, 
Oh  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, ? 
Like  David's  harp  of  folcmn  found. 

3  My  heart  {hall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bitfs  hss  woiks,  and  blefs  his  won!: 

T  hy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  mine! 
How  deep  thy  counfels  !  how  divine! 

4  Fools  never  raile  their  thoughts  fo  high; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die ; 
Like  grafs  they  flourifh,  'till  thy  breath 
Blafts  them  in  everlailing  death. 

5  But  I  mail  fliare  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  haih  well  refm'd  my  heart, 
And  fireih  i'upplies  of  joy  are  ftied, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  wcrft  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more; 
Mv  inward  foes  (hall  all  be  flain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  shall  I  fee,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  defir'd,  or  wifh'd  below; 

And  ev'iy  pow'r  find  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

PSALM    92.     Ver.  12,  fcf«. 

Secoad  part.    Long  Metre. 

The  church  is  the  garden  of  God, 

1  T    ORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand 
i— <  In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  feen 
Like  a  young  cedar,  f'refh  and  green. 


PSALM    XCIII. 
«  there  crow  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love, 
*  SOTihh  thine  influence  from  above: 
JNotLebatipa  with  all  its  trees. 

Yields  fach  a  comely  fight  as  their. 
i  The  plants  of  grace  mail  ever  live : ;  g 
i  (Nature  decays,  but  grace  mult  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  elfe  ^pair. 
Still  makes  them  Aounii*  ftiong  and  fair* 
4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  ihew 
the  Lord  is  holy,  juft,  andntru,f  >,    , 
None  that  attend  his  gates  (hall  had 
A  God  unfaithful  and  unkind. 

P    S   A    L    M    93.     Firft  Metre, 
As  the  1  ooth  Pfalrn, 

The  eternal  and  tkefovereign  Cod. 

t   TEHOVA.H  reigns:  he  dwells  in  light* 
J   Girded  with  raajefty  and  might: 
'i  he  world  created  by  his  hands 
Still  on  its  firft  foundation  ftands. 
1  But  ere  this  fpaeions  world  was  made* 
Cr  had  its  firft  foundation  laid, 
?Thy  throne  eternal  ages  Hood, 
'  thyfeif  the  ever  living  God. 
,  1  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  rage  againft  the  Ikies: 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  fo  high* 
/it  thy  rebuke  the  biliews  die. 
4  For  ever  (hall  thy  throne  endure; 
Thy  prqmife  ftands  for  ever  fare? 
And  everlatting  holinefs 
Jkcornes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace* 
F  2 


190  PSALM    XCIII. 

P  SJ  LM  93.  Second  Metre. 
As  the  eld  50th  Pfalm. 
1. 
HTHE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  onhigh; 
A   His  robes  of  (late  are  ilrength  and  majefty  j 
"  his  wide  creation  rofe  ar  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  eftablifh'd  by  his  hand  : 
Long  ftood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

a. 
God  is  the  eternal  king  ;  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  rebellions  to  confoand  thy  reign  ; 
Jn  vain  the  ftorms,  in  vain  the  floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  waves  againft  the  fldes* 
Foaming  at  heav'n,theyragewith  wildcommotion, 
PatheavVs  high  arches  fcorn  thefwelling  ocean. 

3. 
ye  tempefts,  rage  no  more  ;  ve  floods,  be  ftiil, 
And  thou,  mad  world,  fubmiflive  to  his  will : 
Built  on  his  truth  his  church  muft  ever  (land  ; 
Firm  are  his  promifes,  and  ftrong  his  hand  : 
See  his  own  fons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  footftool,  and  with  fear  adore  him. 
PSALM  93.     Third  Metre. 
As  the  old  i2zd  Pfalm. 
I  T^HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  (late  maintains. 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd ; 
Airay'din  robes  of  light, 
B-gut  with  ibv'reign  might, 
And  rays,  of  majefty  around, 
a  Upheld  by  thy  commands 
The  world  fecurely  ftands, 
And  fid  vs  and  ftars  obey  thy  word  ; 
Thy  throne  was  fixt  on  high 
Ere  ftars  adorn'd  the  ficv ; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 


PSALM    XCIV.  191 

3  In  vain  the  noify  croud, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Againit  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  5 

In  vain  with  angry  fpite 

The  furly  nations  tight. 
And  dam  like  waves  againft  the  more. 

4  Let  iloods  and  nations  rage 
And  ail  their  power  engaae, 

Let  (welling  tides  affauft  the  iky  ; 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down  ; 

Thy  throne  forever  ftands  en  high. 

5  Thy  promifes  are  tree, 
Thy  crace  is  ever  new, 

There  <ixrd,  thy  church  mall  ne'er  remove  5 

Thy  faints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  iln.rr  thine  everlailing  love. 
Repeat  the  fourth  fianza  to  complete  the  tune. 

PSdhU 94-   Ver.  1,  a,  7— M- 
Firft  part,     Common  Metre. 

Saints  chajl!fed,and 'Jinners defined;  or  Jnlrw 

tive  ajjiiSIierns. 
1  f\  GOD,  to  whom  revenue  belongs, 
vJ  Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud; 
LetfovVeign  power  redrefs  oar  wrongs,' 
Let  justice  finite  the  proud, 
a  Thcv  ray,  *'  'The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears :" 
When  will  the  vain  be  wife  ?  # 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  fofnVd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes'? 
3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 
And  thev  (hall  feel  his  powei  : 
£is  wrath  fhall  pierce  their  foals  with  pain 
J%  ion^e  furpriaing  hour. 


192  PSALM     XC1% 

4  But  if  thy  faints  deferve  rebuke, 

i  hou  haft  a  gentler  rod; 
Thy  providence,  thy  facred  book, 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Bleft  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 

And  to  his  dtny  draw; 
Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife 
When  rhey  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  (hall  ne'er  caft  off  his  faiats, 

Nor  Ins  own  promife  break: 
Ke  pardtatts  his  inhetirance 
For  their  Redeemer's  Jake. 

P  &J  L  M    94.     Verfei6— zh 
Second  part.    Common  Metre. 

God  our  fupport  and  comfort ;  or.  Deliver 
from  temptation  ami  perficittion. 

1  WHO  ™'!}  arife  and  p*ead  my  ri8nt 

v*_?    Agamft  my  nimrcoris  fees  ; 
While  earth  and  heft  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppofe. 
a  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  reck,  my  help, 
Suilain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  filence  dwelt, 
My  foui  among  the  dead. 

3  "  Alas  my  Aiding  feet!"  I  cry'd, 

Thy  promiie  bore  me  np; 
Thy  grace  flood  conftaat  by  my  fde, 
And  r&isM  my  fi nking  hope. 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bolom  roll. 
Thv  bounrUefs  love  forgives  my  faults, 
Thy  comforts  tiicer  my  foal. 


PSALM    XCV.  193 

5  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rife» 

And  frame  pernicious  laws; 
But  God  my  refuge  rules  the  fides, 
r     He  will  defend  my  caufe. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 

Let  bold  blafphemers  feoff; 
The  Lord  our  God  fhall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  finners  off. 

P  S I A  L  M  95.     Common  Metre. 

A  pfaim  before  prayer. 

1  OTNG  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
^  And  in  his  ftrength  rejoice; 
When  his  falvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

a  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  fight, 
And  pfalms  of  honor  fing: 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  bouadlefs  might, 
The  whole  creation's  king. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  feem, 
Thole  gods  on  high  and  gods  below 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  fpacious  hand; 
He  iix'd  the  leas'  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  m#fl  Hand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face; 
Oh  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  o£  his  grace. 


j94.  PSALM    XCV. 

6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 
And  waits  for  your  requeft  ; 
Come,  left  he  route  his  wrath,  and  fwear, 
**  Ye  mall  not  foe  my  reft." 

P  S  A  L  M  95.     Short  Metre. 

Apf'ihn  before  fennw. 

1  f^  OME,  found  his  praife  abroad, 
Kj  And  hymns  of  glory  ling  : 
Jehovah  is  the  fov'reign  God, 

The  univerfal  king, 
a  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  feas  their  bound  ; 
The  wat'ry  wot  Ids  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  iblid  ground. 

<  Come,  wor&ip  at  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ? 
We  are  bis  works,  and  not  our  own  ; 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To  day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refufe 

The  language  of  his  grace. 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  ftuboorn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race ; 

6  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  drefs'd, 

Will  lift  his  hand  aed  fwear, 
"  You  that  defpife  my  pfomis'd  reii, 
"  Shall  have  no  portion  there." 


PSALM    XCV— VI.  i9S 

PSALM g^.  Verfe  i,  2,  3,6—  1 1.  Long  Metre. 
Canaan  left  thrsugb  wibelief;  or,   A  warning  t* 

delay  big Jinners . 
1  /"^OME,  let  your  voices  join  to  rails, 
v^f  A.  facred  fong  of  folemn  praife , 
God  is  a  forereign  king  ;  rehearfe 
His  honor  in  exalted  verfe. 
«  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natuies  with  his  word, 
He  is  our  fhepherd  ;  we  the  fheep 
His  mercy  chofe,  his  paftures  keep. 
3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counfels  of  his  love  obey, 
Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
The  fins  and  plagues  thatlfrael  knew. 
5  Ifrae!,that  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  maker  to  his  face; 
A  faithlefs,  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God. 
€  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  How  falfe  they  prove  I 
"  Forget  my  power,  abufe  my  love  ; 
*  Since  they  defpife  my  reft,  I  f^ear, 
*'  Their  feet  fliall  never  enter  there." 
C?  Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  thofe  ancient  rebels  dead ; 
Attend  the  offerd  grace  to  day, 
Nor  lofe  the  bleilings  by  delay. 
8  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promised  reil  ; 
Obey, and  be  forever  biefs'd.] 
PSALM  96.  Ver.  2—  io,  &c.  Common  Metre* 

Cbrift'sjirj}  anifecond  coming, 
I  OING  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 
O  Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
His  new  diicovervd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  foejj. 


I<96  PSALM    XCVII, 

a  Say  to  the  nations,  Jefus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son ; 
His  power  the  finking  world  fuftams. 
And  grace  furrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  feen: 
Let  cities  (nine  in  bright  array, 
And  folds  iB  cheerful  green. 

4  The  joyous  earth,  the  bending  fides, 

His  glorious  train  difplay: 
Ye  mountains,  fink;  ye  vallies,  rife; 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blefs 

The  nations  as  their  God; 
To  (hew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  fend  his  truth  abroad. 

6  His  voice  (hat!  raife  the  flumb'ring  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near; 
But  how  will  goihy  nations  dread 
To  fee  their  judge  appear. 

P  S  A  L  M  97.  As  the  113th  Pfalnr 
The  God  of  the  Gentiles. 


V 


ET  ail  the  earth  their  voices  raife^ 
_i  To  ling  the  choiceft  pfalmcf  praifer 
To  fing  and  blefs  Jehovah's  name: 
His  glory  let  the  heathens  know, 
Hi:>  wonders  to  the  nations  (how, 
And  all  his  fiving  works  proclaim. 
%  The  heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord, 
The  woncPring  nation  read  thy  word, 
But  here  Jehovah*?  name  is  known; 
Kor  (nail  our  worflup  e'er  be  ;  aid 
To  gods  which  reortal  hands  have  made,-, 
Our  Maker  is  eur  God  alone. 


P  S  A  L  M    XCVII.  157 

5  He  fra*?i'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  fl<y, 
He  made  the  mining  worlds  en  high, 
And  reigns  complete  in  glory  thert: 
His  beams  arejEnajefly  and  !igU; 
His  beauties  how  divinely  bright! 
His  temple  how  divinely  fair! 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  mail  feel  his  faving  pow'r, 

And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name. 
Then  mail  the  race  of  men  confefs 
The  beauty  of  his  bolinefs, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

P  S  A  L  M  97.     Verfe  1—5. 

Firfl  part.  Long  Metre. 

Ci.rijl  reigning  in  heaven>  and  co'ming  io \  judgment. 

1  TTE  reigns;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  reigfsi 
XJl  Praife  him  in  evangelic  {bains: 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 
And  diftant  iflands  join  their  voice. 

•2,  Deep  are  his  ccunfels,  and  unknown; 
But  grace  and  truth  fupport  his  throne: 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  lurround, 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes, 

Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs: 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 
The  mountains  melt,  the  feas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  fore  difmay, 

Fly  from  the  fight,  and  fnun  the  day; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
-     And  fing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 


i98  PSALM     XCVIL 

PSALM    97.     Ver.  6—9. 
Second  part.     Long  Metre. 
Ckrijl's  incarnation. 
1  HpHE  Lord  is  oome  ;  the  heavens  proclaim 
•*•   His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  \ 
An  unknown  ftar  directs  the  road 
Of  eaftern  fages  to  their  God. 
a  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  fkies. 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  ; 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 
And  their  own  worfhippers  confound  ; 
Bat  Zion  mall  his  glories  fing, 
And  earth  confefs  her  ibvereign  king. 

PSALM  97.  Third  part.  Long  Metre. 
Grace  and  glory. 

I  HPHE  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 
1    O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  Iky ; 
Though  clouds  and  darknefs  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelUng  is  the  mercy  feat. 

a,  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  name; 
Hate  every  work  of  fin  and  thame  : 
He  guards  the  fouls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  fnares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Ate  for  the'faints  in  darknefs  fown  ;    > 
Thofe  glorious  feeds  (hall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  harveft  blefs  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  facred  honors  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  foul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  hoiinefs. 


1 


PSALM     XCV1L  XCVIII.     199 
PSJLMgj.  Ver.  3,5—7,  ".  Com.  Mnre. 
Cbrif-t  incarnation  and  the  lajtjttdgmefc. 

£  T  ET  earth,  with  ev'ry  ifle  and  fea 
Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigas  ; 
His  v/ord  like  fire  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

3  His  prefence  finks  the  proudeft  hills, 

And  makes  the  vallies  rife;  _ 
The  humble  foul  enjoys  his  lmiies, 
The  haughty  finner  dies. 

5  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim  ; 
The  idol-gods  around 
Till  their  own  worfhippers  with  lhame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  mall  fee  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  (hall  tremble  at  his  fight, 

And  hills  and  feas  leiire : 
Kis  children  fake  their  unknown  flight, 
And  leave  the  wcurld  in  fire. 

6  The  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  fown 

For  faints  in  darknefs  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fcrrag  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harveft  bear. 

PSJLM<j%.  Fi HI  part.  Common  E£otre« 

Prefer  t^sgofpel 

1  HPO  par  almighty  Maker  God, 
A    New  honors  beaddrefs'd  ; 
His  great  fiiivntion  fiiines  abroad 
And  makes  the  nations  bhls'd. 


200        PSALM    XCVJII.  XCIX, 

a  To  Abraham  firft  he  fpoke  the  word, 
And  taught  his  numerous  race; 
The  Gentiles  own  him  fov'reign  Lord> 
And  learn  to  truft  his  grace. 
3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 
With  all  her  dirT'rent  tongues; 
And  fpread  the  honor  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  fongs. 

PSALM  98.  Second  part.  Common  Mstre, 

The  Meffiak's  coming  and  kingdom, 

j   TOY  to  the  world — the  Lord  is  come ; 
J  Let  earth  receive  her  King: 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heav'n  and  nature  fing. 
a  Joy  to  the  eanh — the  Saviour  reigns; 
Let  men  their  fongs  employ, 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains^ 
Repeat  the  founding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  fin*  and  forrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infeft  the  ground: 
He  comes  to  make  his  blefliog3  flow, 
Far  as  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace3 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteoufnsfs, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

PSALM  99.  Firft  part.  Short  Metre, 

CkrijVs  kingdom  and  ?najefiy, 

1  T^HE  God  Jehovah  reip.ns 
Let  all  the  nations  fear; 
Letfmners  tremble  at  his  throne; 
And  faints  be  humble  there. 


PSALM    XCIX.  201 

s  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord : 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  Hand, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  ftandshis  throne, 

liis  honors  are  divine. 
His  church  fhail  make  his  wonders  known} 
For  there  his  gloiies  ftiine.  # 

4  How  holy  is  his  name! 

Flow  terrible  his  praife! 
Juftice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  wsrks  of  grace. 

PSALM  99.  Second  part.  Short  Metre, 

A  hvly  God  nxorjhipped  and  reverence* 

t  T?X\  LT  the  Lord  our  God, 
-«— i  And  worfliip  at  his  feet, 
His  nature  is  all  hoiinefs, 
And  mercy  is  his  feat. 

%  When  Ifrael  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  prieil, 
When  Moies  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pray'd, 
He  gave  his  people  reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins, 

Nor  would  deflroy  their  race; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whofe  grace  is  ftiil  the  fame: 
Still  he's  a  God  of  hoiinefs, 
£r.d  jealous  of  his  name* 


202  PSALM    C. 

PSALM    ico.    Firfi  Mctte. 
A  plain  tranflation. 
Praife  to  cur  Creator. 
i  VE  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 
1    Before  the  Lord,  your  fov'reign  brig : 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  hean  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  fing. 
a  The  Lord  is  God  :  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  cur  own  ; 
The  fneep  that  on  his  paftures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  fongs  of  joy, 

•  With  praifes  to  his  courts  repair ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 
To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  iskir.d  ; 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  fiure; 

And  the  whole  race  of  mar.  (hall  find 

His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

PSALM  ico.    Second  Metre.    A  para;: 

i  x>EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throae, 
■*-*  Ye  nation^  bow  with  facred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone — 
He  can  create,  and  he  ueltroy. 
ft  Hisfov'reign  power,  without  cr.raid, 
Made  us  cf  clay,  and  fcrrr.'d  us  men  : 
And  wbefl,  like  wandering  flieep,  we  flray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care. 

Our  fouls,  and  all  cur  mortal  frame  : 
What  Lifting  honors  (hall  we  r 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 


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PSALM    CI.  20$ 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 

High  as  the  hcav'n  cur  voices  raife  ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thouiand  tongue?, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vafl  as  eternity  thy  love  ? — 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  mult  Hand, 
When  rolling  years  mail  ceafe  to  move  I 
PSALM  ioi  .     Long  Metre. 
The  magi  fir  ai?  s  pfalm. 
i  TV. ^TERCY  and  judgment  are  my  Ton*  ; 
lYX  And  fmce  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  bring. 

s  If  lam  rais'dto  bear  thefv/crd, 
i'l  take  my  counfel  from  thy  word  ; 
Thy  jufUce  and  thy  heav'nly  grace 
Shall  be  tke  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let'  wifdlonu  all  my  actions  guide, 

let  my  God  with  me  refide  : 
No  wicked  thing  (hall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  Kid  j  provoke  thy  jeaioufy. 

4  No  :  n :  of  (lander,  rage,  and  frrife, 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  :ny  doors  (hail  ne'er  abide. 

Is  I'H  fearch  the  land,  and  raife  thej-uft 
To  pofts  of  honor,  wealth,  and  trull  i 
The  men  that  v/ork  thy  bsly  will 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  favorites  ftill.] 

6  In  vain  (hall  {briers,  hope  to  rife 
By  flattering  or  malicious  lies  ; 
Nor,  while  the  innocent  J  guard. 
Shall  bold  offenders  e'er  be  fpar'(i 


204  PSA  L  M    CI. 

7    The  impious  crew  (that  fa&ious  band} 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  Jand> 
And  all  that  break  the  public  reft, 
Where  1  have  pow'r  (hall  befuppreft. 

PSALM  ioi.     Common  Metre, 

A  ffahnfor  a  majlev  of  a  family. 

i  /^VF  jnftice  and  of  grace  I  ring, 
V-J  And  pay  my  God  my  vows, 
Thy  grace  and  juflice,heav'nly  king* 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe. 

a  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair,. 
And  make  thy  fervant  wife: 
I'll  fufFtr  nothing  near  me  there 
That  fhall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbor  wrong 

Bv  faifehood  or  by  force, 
The  Ycornful  eye,  the  fland'rcus  tongue* 
I'll  banifli  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  feek  the  faithful  and  the  juft, 

And  will  their  help  enjoy; 
Thefe  are  the  friends  that  1  fhall  truftr, 
Thefervants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  fly  deceit 

I'll  not  endure  a  night; 
The  liars  tonpue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banilh  from  my  fight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  See; 
So  ihali  my  houfe  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee, 


?  S  A  L.  Aft    CTI.  2c; 

?  S  A  L  M  102.    Ver.  i — ,13,  20,  21, 

Firit  part.  Common  Metre. 

A  prayer  of  the  afflicted. 

t  TTEAR  me,  O  Godi  nor  hide  thy  face* 
JTi  But  anfwer,  left  I  die : 
Haft  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
To  hear  when  finners  cry? 

%  Like  fmoke  my  wafting  days  depart, 
When  it  difiblves  in  air, 
My  flrength  is  dry'd,  my  broken  heart 
Is  nuking  in  dcipair. 

3  My  fpirits  flag  like  withering  grafs 

Burnt  with  excemve  heat: 
In  fecret  groans  my  minutes  pafs, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  As  on  fome  lonely  building's  top. 

'^he  fparrow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  terns  of  joy  and  hope 
I  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  Myfcvil  is  like  a  wikjernefs, 

Where  beafls  of  midnight  howl; 
Where  the  fad  laven  finds  her  place, 
/And  where  the  fcreaming  ow!. 

C  Dark  difmal  thoughts  and  booing  fears 
Dwell  in  my  troubled  breair.; 
V/hiie  fharp  reproaches  won  ad  my  ears* 
Kor  give  my  fpirit  reft. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  wish  my  woes, 
And  tears  are  my  repaft; 
Mv  daily  bread  like  afhes  grows 
Unpleafant  to  nry  tafte. 

F3 


20$  P3AL  M    CII. 

8  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  fouls  that  feci  thy  frown: 
Lord*  'twas  thy  hand  advanc'd  me  I 
Thy  band  hath  call  me  down. 

9  My  looks  like  whher'd*  leaves  appear: 

And  life's  declining  fight 
Grows  Faint,  as  ev'ning  fliadon's  are* 
That  vaniih  into  night. 

10  But  thou  forever  art  the  fame, 

O  my  eternal  God  ; 
Ages  to  corhe  fhall  know  thy  name, 
Aod  fpread  thy  works  abroad- 
li  Thou  wilt  ariff,  and  {hew  thy  face, 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  tb'  appointed  hour  of  grace- 
That  long  expected  day. 

li  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cr-, 
And,  by  mvfterious  ways,   . 
Redeems  the  pris'ners,  deem'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praife. 

PSALM    io2.     Verie  \$j**i< 
Second  part.     Common  Metre. 

Prayer  ietre!,  and  Zlm  refiored 

f   T  E"7^  7s.cn  rn<!  her  fons  rrjoice— 
-^  Behold  trie  prftmk'd  fronrl 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mccrning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exa't  his  power. 

3  Herctuft  and  rubs  that  remain, 
£re  predion*  in  got  eye*; 
Thofe  ruins  mail  W-  ! -o;b  dfeaiity 
And  ail  that  duft  fhall  rile. 


\ 


PSALM     CII.  ;?,;; 

j  The  Lord  will  raife  Jcrufalem, 

And  (land  in  p!ory there: 
Nations  fhad  bew  before  his  name, 
And  kiogs  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  fits  a  fov'reign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes: 
He  hears  the  dying  pri$'hefs  groat, 
And  fees  their  fighs  arife. 

5  He  frees  the  fouls  condemn 'd  to  death. 

And,  when  his  faints  complain, 
It  fhaVt  be  (aid,  "  That  praying  breath 
'•'  Was  ever  loent  in  vain." 

*  This  (hall  be  known  when  we  are  dead. 
And  \ck  on  long  record ; 
That  a^es  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  trail  aod  prai:^  the  Lord. 

P  S  A  L  M   ic2.     Verfe  23—28. 
Third  part.     Long  Metre. 

M<zn\t  mortality,  and  ChrijTs  eternity;  or,  Sai?its 
die,  b:::  C!:.  Iji  and  tSs  church  live. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

A   Weakens  our  ftrength  aniidil  the  race 3 
Difeafc  and  death,  at  his  command, 
Arrefl  us,  and  cui  fhort  our  days, 

2  Spa.e  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray. 

Nor  let  cur  fun  go  down  at  noon : 
Thy  yea/s  are  <*ne  eternal  day, 

And  mail  thy  children  die  i'o  focn? 

3  Yet,  in  the  midft  of  death  and  fcris  f, 

^  This  thought  our  furrow  fiia.ll  ailuage; 
lS  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live ; 
"'  Chnil  is  the  fame  though  ever  v  agpe.9 


208  P  3  A  L  M    CHI. 

4  Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heaven  is  the  building,  of  his  hand; 
This  earth  grows  old,  tbefe  heav'ns  fhall  face, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  ftarry  curtain*  of  ihe  iky. 

Like  garments,  uYalibe  laid  aiide; 
But  ftill  thv  throne  ftftnds  Iftjii  and  high  j 
Thy  church  forever  mull  abide. 
X,  Before  thy  face  thy  church  (ball  live; 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign; 
This  dying  world  Chall  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  agatrh 

2>S ALPS  ioi.  V.  i-7-  Firflpart.  Long  Metre, 
BkJJing  God/or  his  gpodpe/s  to  foul  and  body. 

.LESS,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God, 
_J  Call  home  thy  tho'ts  that  ro?e  abroad, 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  joro 
In  woikand  wo  r  Ship  fo  divine, 
s  Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  God  of  grace; 
His  h'vors  claim  the  higheR  pi^ie; 
Why  fhonld  ungrateful  hlence  hide 
The  bleffings  which  his  hands  provide? 

3  »  5s  he,  my  foul,  that  foot  hie  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  haft  don.-, 
He  owns  the  ranibm.  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  thrft  na'ure  ^els- 
Redeems  the  feral  from  hell,  and  laves 
Our  wafting  life  fromihreat'nmg  grafe$% 

%  Our  youth  decay'd  his  pov/V  repairs; 

'    His  rr=rcy  crowns  our  growing  years  : 
He  Oils  our  ftore  with  every  good,  . 
And kzds  our  fouls  with  hcav  nly  iocck 


*B: 


PSALM    CIII.  *°j 

6  He  fees  th'  oppreffor  and  th*  oppreft, 

And  often  gives  thefufF.ers  reft: 

But  will  his  juftice  more  difpiay 

In  the  |aft  great  rewarding  day. 
[7  His  pow'r  he  ftiew'd  by  Mefes'  hands, 

And  gave  to  Ifraei  his  commands ; 

But  fent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

To  all  the  nations  by  his  Soft.] 
2  Let  the  whole  earth  his  pow'r  confefs— * 

Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace; 

The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  (hall  join 

In  work  and  worlhip  to  divine. 

PSJLMioj.  Second  parti  Long  Metre,' 

God's  gchik  chafiifement;  or.  His  Under  mercy 
to  bis  people- 

1  HPtlE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  wa^s! 

i     How  firm  his  truth!  how  large  his  giace! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known, 

2  Not  half  fo  high  his  power  hathfpread 
Tile  Harry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 

As 'his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praiie, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hopes  we  raife. 

3  Not  ha!f  fo  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rifing  morning  from  the  well, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  thofe  he  loves. 

4  How  ffow  his  awfel  wrath  to  rile  I 

On  iwifter  wings  iklvation  flies; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
Haw  foon  his  frowns  to  pity  ttffft! 

F4 


sio  PSALM    Cflf. 

5  Amidil  his  wrath  compafiion  (nines  ; 
His  ftrokes  are  lighter  than  our  fins  : 
And,  while  his  rod  corre&s  his  faints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  So  fathers  their  young  fens  chaftife, 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes ; 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  fmartj 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 


PAUSE. 


f  The  mighty  God,  the  wife  and  jufl-, 
jKnov/s  that  our  frame  is  feeble  duft  ; 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  ftrength  that  he  beftows. 

S  Me  knows  how  foon  our  nature  dies, 
Elafted  bv  every  wind  that  Hies  ; 
Like  giifs  we  fpring,  and  die  as  foon, 
Or  rn jrring  powers,  that  fade  at  noon. 

r9  But  his  eternal  love  is  fure 

To  a!'  the  faints,  and  fliatl  endure; 
From  ae.e  to  age  his  truth  (hall  reign, 
Kor  children's  chiiai  en  hope  in  vain. 

PSALM    103.     Vcr.  1—7. 
Finl  part.     Short  Metre. 

Praijl'forfpiritv.al  andt'JinpQral  mercies 

S  f"\H  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul ; 

Let  all  within  me  join 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  biefs  his  name. 
Whole  favors  are  divine. 

e  Oh  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul ; 

Nor  ier  his  mercies  lie 
forgotten  in  unthankfulnefs, 

And  without  praifes  die, 


F  S  A  L  M    CIIL  zi } 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  (Ins, 

?ris  he  relieves  thy  oain, 
'  Tis  he  that  heals  thy  (ickncfles, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  rhy  life  with  love, 

When  ranforn'd  from  the  grave  ; 
He  that  redeem'd  thy  foul  from  hell 
Hath  fovereign  power  to  fave. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  fuff'ieis  reft  ; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proad3 
And  juftice  forth'  oppreft. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Mofes  known  ; 
But  fsnt  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  fba. 

PSALM    103,     Verfe.  8 — 18. 

Second  part.     Short  Metre. 

4fomding  ccmpajllon  of  God;  or,  Mercy  in  the 
vtidfl  ofjiidgmsnt . 

1  "j\/TY  *°u^  repeat  his  praife, 
J3X  Whofe  mercies  are  fo  i?,reat  j 
Whofe  anger  is  fo  il  j \v  Id  rife, 

So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

.    Ami,  when  his  ftrokes  are  f:.'f, 
Kis  mokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes. 

And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 
I  High  as  the  heavens  arc  rais'd 

Above  the  ground  we  tread* 
So  for  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  highc£  thoughts  Exceed, 


•2yt  P  3  A  L  M    CIII. 

4  His  pov/crfabdues  our  fins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Tar  as  the  eaft  is  from  the  weft* 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove- 

5  The  oity  of  the  Lord 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  fees- 
He  knows  our  f  ebte  frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 

Scattered  with  every  breath: 
His  anger  like  a  rifing  wind 
Can  find  us  fwitt  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grafs, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower! 
If  ore  (harp  biaft  fweep  o'er  the  fieldj 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  eofflpaffions,  Lord, 

To endlefs  years  endure;        - 
And  children's  children  ever  nnd 
Thy  words  of  ptomife  lure. 

P  S  A  L  M  103.    Ver.  19—21. 
Third  part.    Short  Metre. 

God's  unwerfal  dominion;  er,  Afigels  pratjb  tl\ 

Lord. 
1  T'HE  Lord,  the  fov'reign  king, 
•*■     Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high, 
O'er  ail  the  heav'nly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  fky. 
t  Ye  angels,  great  in  might. 
And  fwitt  to  do  his  will,  . 
Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  wh  f  voice  ye  hear; 
Whole  pleaiure  ye  fulfil. 


PSA  L  M    CIV.  213 

3  Let  the  bright  hofts,  who  wait 

The  orders  of  their  king, 
And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praiie  they  fing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  work-: 

Through  his  vaft  kingdom  ibey 
Their  Maker  s  .glory,  thou,  myioul, 
Shall  iiag  his  graces  too. 

PSA  I  M    104. 
The  glory  of  God  in  creation  andprovider.ee, 
f-  1\  i"Y  foul,  thy  g?eat  Creator  p-aife; 
1V1  When  cloth 'd  in  his  celeihai  rays, 
He  in  full  majefty  appears, 
And  like  a  robe  .his  glory  wears. 

Kots.-T/vV  pfalm  may  hefimg  to  the  tune  of  the 

old  xi  iit>  or  1  nth  pfalm,  by  adding  tbefe  two. 

tines  to  every  fianza— viz. 

"  Great  is  the  Lord!  what  tongue  can  frame 

*'  An  equal  honor  to  his  name!'' 

Otberivif  it  nmjl  heftvg  as  the  tooth  pfalm, 
a  Theheav'ns  are  for  his  curtains  fpread  ; 

TV  unfattiom"-;)  deep  he  makes  his  bed; 

Cloud*  are  his  chariot,  when  he  flies 

On  winged  ilorras  acrofs  the  fldei., 
,3  Angels,  whom  hi?  own  breath  inipires, 

His  miniilers  are  flaming  fires; 

Andfwift  as  thought  their  armies  movs 

To  bear  his  vengeance  or  bis  love. 
4  The  world's  foundation  by  his  hand 

Is  poisrd,  and  ftiall  for  ever  i'.ana; 

He  binds  the  ccsan  in  his  chain* 

Left  it  fr.oald  drown  the  earth  againa 


^4  PSALM    CIT. 

^  When  earth  was  cover 'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  i'tocd, 
He  thunder'd,  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

i  The  fwelling  billows  know  their  botmd, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round  ; 
Refreshing  ftreams,  by  i'ecret  veins, 
Break  from  the  hills,  and  drench  the  plains- 

7  He  bids  the  chryftal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  vallies  as  they  go  ; 
There  gentle  herds  their  thli  ft  allay, 
And  for  the  ft  ream  wild  afTes  bray. 

$  From  pleafant  trees,  which  made  the  brinka 
The  krk  and  linnet  light  to  drink; 
Their  fongs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife, 
And  chide  our  iilence  in  his  p  raife. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

q  God,  from  his  cloudy  ciftern,  pours 
On  theparch'd  earth,   enriching  Ihowers : 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field 
A  thoufand  joyful  bleflings  yield. 

lo  He  makes  the  graffy  food  arife, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  fupplies  ; 
With  herbs  fur  man,  of  various  power, 
To  nourifh  nature,  or  to  cure. 

xi  What  noble  frait  the  vines  produce  ! 
The  olive  yields  a  pleaiing  juice  ; 
Our  hearts  are  cheer 'd  with  gen'rous  wine2 
His  gifts  proclaim  his  love  divine. 

12  His  bounteous  hands  our  table  fpread, 
He  fills  our  cheerful  ftores  with  bread  ; 
While  food  our  vital  ftrength  imparts, 
Let  daily  praife  infpire  cur  hearts. 


PSALM    CIV.  £H 


PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

fcj  "Behold  the  {lately  cedar  {lands, 
Rais*d  in  the  foreil  by  his  hands ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  fheiter  fly. 
And.  build  their  nefh  fecure  On  high. 

i'4  To  cragcy  hills  afceod?  thereat ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot 
The  feeble  creatures  make  their  cell—* 
He  gives  them  wiidbtb  where  to  dwell. 

fj  He  fets  the  ran  his  circling  r?.ce; 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  faces 
And  when  thick  darknefs  veils  the  day, 
Galls  out  wild  beafts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

i;  Pierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroach 
And,  roaring,  afk  their  meat  frcrii  God  i 
But  when  the  rhpfniftjg  beams  arife, 
The  favage  heaft  to  covert  flies. 

ij  Then  man  to  daily  labor  goes  ; 
The  right  was  made  for  his  repefe  " 
Skep  is  thy  gift,  that  fweet  relief 
From  tirefeme  toil  and  wafcin,.*  grief. 

nS  How  flrange  thy  works  •  how  great  thy 
V\  bile  ev'ry  land  thy  riches  fill  \ 
Thy  ^fto^  round  the  word  we  lee, 
Th?3  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee, 

to'  Norlefs  thy  glpfieS  in  rbecfeeff, 
V^hefe  fill  in  milltoris  fwirjri  ~nd  cre^p, 

With  wonorci-s  mctrons,  fvlrcor  kow9 
Still  W^nd  ritJg  in  the  paths  below. 

so  There  mips  divide  thei-  watVy  way?  j 
And  flocks  of  fca'y  rnor.ueis  play  ; 
The  hor-e  Leiriatjian  refides, 
And,  fearldTs,  fports  amid  the  tides. 


: 


2J&  PSALM     CI7, 

PAUSE  THE  THIRD. 

ai  Vaft  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
AH  nature  refts  upon  thy  worS, 
And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  flands- 
Waning  their  portion  Iron  thy  1  ands. 

i%  While  r?.ch  receives  his  diff'rent  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good: 
Eagles  and  beats,  and  whales  and  worrus^ 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  diff  rent  forms. 

A3  But  when  tbon  hidiT  thy  face  they  mourn, 
And  dying  to  their  dure  return  ; 
Both  man  and  rraft  their  foul  refign; 
Life,  breath,  and  fpirit,  aiJ  are  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  canft  breath  on  dnfr.  again, 
And  fill  trie  world  with  hearts  and  mens 
A  word  of  thy  creatinig  breath 
Repairs  the  wafte  of  time  and  death. 

as  His  works,  the  wonders  of  his  might, 
A  re  honor  "d  with  his  own  delight: 
Bow  a  v.  fu i  b  e  his  glorious  ways ! 
J  he  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praife !    *^ 

0,6  "'  he  earth  (rands  trembling  at  thy  flroke, 
Ard  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke; 
Yt  t  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  fov'reign  grace. 

%1  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wiihes  meet, 
Ard  make  my  meditations  iweet; 
Thy  praifes  (hall  ny  breath  employ, 
1  HI  it  expire  in  endlefs  joy. 

fl3  While  haughty  firmer*  die  aecurft, 
'rhe:r  glory  bury'ri  with  rheir  dull, 
I  to  my  Hod,  mv  heav'nly  King, 
Immortal  hillelujahs  fing. 


PSALM    CV.  217 

PSJLM\o$.  Abridged.  Common  Metre. 
God's  condutt  to  Jf>ae!y  and  the  plagues  of  Egypt. 
1  /"x  IV£  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
VjT   And  teli  the  worid  his  grace; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  ail  may  feek  his  fkce. 
%  His  covenant  which  he  kept  in  mind 
r  nftm'rous  ages  part, 
To  numerous  ages  yet  behind 
Jn  equal  force  fhail  lair. 
-3  He  fware  to  Abia'm  and  his  thed. 
And  made  the  bleffing  fine; 
Gentile?  the  ancient  prorhife  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 
4  "  Thy  feed  Ml  mate  agnations  blefs'd,,, 
(Said  the  Almighty  voice) 
"  And  Canaan's  land  fhail  be  thy  reft, 
"  The  type  of  heav'nly  joys  " 
£5  How  large  the  grant !  how  rich  the  grace! 
To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  {hangers  in  the  place, 
A'fmall  and  feeble  band! 

6  Like  pilgrims,  through  the  countries  round. 

Securely  they  removed; 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown'd, 
Severely  he  rep^ov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  mine  arm 

"  Shall  foon  avenge  the  wrong? 
*'  Jhe  man  that  doth  my  prophets  harm, 
"  Shall  know  their  God  is  itrong. 
$  "  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage* 
"  Nor  put  the  church  in  fear: 
"  Jfrael  muft  live  through  evTy  age, 
*t  And  be  th*  Almighty's  care,  j 
G 


lit  PSAL  M     CV. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

t,  When  Pharaoh  dgr'd  to  vex  the  faints, 
,'md  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
Mofes  was  lent,  at  their  complaints, 
ArmM  with  .his  dreadfni  rod. 

10  Hecall'd  for  darknefs,  darknefscame 

Like  an  o'erwhelming  flood  : 
Heturn'd  each  lake,  and  ev'ry  flrcam 
•  To  lakes  and  ftreams  of  blood. 

11  He  gave  the  fign,  and  noifome  flies 

Through  the  whole  country  fpread  ; 
£nd  frogs,  in  baleful  armies,  rife 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 

t%  Through  fields,  and  towns,  and  palaces, 
The  tenfold  vengeance  flew  : 
Locults  infwarms  devour'd their  trees, 
And  hail  their  cattle  (lew. 

13  Then  by  an  angel's  midnight  flroke, 

[  he  flov/'r  of  Egypt  died  ; 
The  ft  length  of  ev'ry  houie  he  broke, 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

14  "  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

"  Nor  put  the  church  in  fear; 
"  Jfrae)  mtfft  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
Aod  beth'  Almighty's  care.'' 

PAUSE  THE   Sf'cCND. 

15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed, 

A Rd  left  the  hated  ground  : 
Rich  with  Egyptian  fpoiU  they  fled, 
Nor  was  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  kimfelf  chofe  out  their  way, 

And  rpark'd  their  journeys  right, 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  flight. 


P  S  A  L  M    CVI,  213 

17  Tney  third ;  and  waters  from  the  rock, 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  foil' wing  ftiJJ  thecourfe  they  took, 
Ilan  ail  the  defert  through. 

18  O  wondrous  fheam  !  O  bleffed  type 

Of  ever-flowing  grace  ! 
So  Chrift  our  rock,  maintains  our  life, 
And  aids  our  wand'ring  race. 
39  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand.) 
The  ehofen  tribes  pofTefs'd 
Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy 'd  their  reft. 
30  "  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
"  The  church  renounce  her  fear  ; 
"  Ifrae!  mud  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
"  iind  be  th'  Almighty's  care." 

PSALM  106.  V.  1—5.  Firftpart.  long  Metf& 

Praife  to  God ;  <?r,  Communion  with  faints* 

\  HPO  God  the  great,  the  ever  blefs'd, 
Let  fongs  of  honor  be  addrefsM  ; 

?Bis  mercy  Hrm  forever  Hands  ; 

'Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 
4   Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  \ 

Who  fhall  Fulfil  thvboundlcfs  praife  \ 

Bk'fs'd  are  the  fouls  that  fear  thee  itiil, 

.And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
Per  Jacob's  race,  thy  ehofen  feed  : 
And  With  the  fame  falvation  biefs 
The  raeaneil  fupphant  of  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice? 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  faiats,  and  near  to  thee,' 


2io        PSALM    CVI.  CVIf. 

PS  si  .7,8,12—14,43—48. 

ait.     Short  Metre. 
Ifrael  :d  pardoned ;  or,  God's  unchange- 

v.   pOD  of  eternal  love, 
S?  How  fickle  are  1 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifraei  prove 
Thy  conftancyof  gn 
a  Thcyfaw  tliv  wonders  wrougl   , 
And  fung; 

But  :  ofpow'r  forgot. 

An!  d  with  their  tongue. 

3  N<  irrf, 

While  rocks  wi  Bow! 

Now  with  t!i-  ii  the  Lord, 

4  Ytt  when  theyinoum'd  their  faults, 

lie  h  to  their  groans. 

Brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  dill  his  I 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  hook, 

He  far'd  them  from  th'str  I 
Ofthechaftis'd,  bat  ne'er  forfoofc 
The  people  that  he  1 

6  Let  ffrael  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  theii  ancient  race; 
And  Chriflians  join  the  folemn  word 
Amen%  to  all  the  praife. 

PSALM  107.  Firft  part.  Long  Metre. 
Ifrael  led  to  Canaan )  and  Chi  ifiians  lo  heaven, 
1  f>  IVE  thanks  to  God;  he  reigns  above; 
^  Kind  arc  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love; 
His  mercy  aqps  pall  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  mail  own. 


PSA.'  XL  211 

i  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  bit  , 

Jfraet,  the  nation  w] 
And  rticu'd  from  their  mi/ 
[3  When  God's  own  arm  thcii 
And  freed  them  from  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 
'J  hey  trae'd  the  deleft,  warui'riij;',  tound 
/  wild  and  folitary  ground. 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  their  fix'd abode: 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  aiTu 

'I  heir  burning  thirft,  or  hunger's  rage. 3 

5  In  their  diftiefs  to  God  they  cry'd, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide; 
He  !'  f  their  wand'ring  mar*  !. 

And  brought  their  tribes  to  Canam  1  ground. 

6  Thus,  when  our  j  /.in 
From  fin's  old  yoke,  and  -ain, 
We  have  this  defer*  world  to  r 

A  dang'rous  and  a  tirefome  piace. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  aS!  the  way, 
tie  guides  our  foot  ft  ep  I  left  we  flray, 
He  guards  us  with  a  -uid, 
And  brings  us  to  the 

2  O  let  the  fainr?  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodn^ii  of  the  Lord! 
How  great  his  works!  bowl  -ysi 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  hi 

PSJLM  107.  Second  part.  '.re, 

Correction  for  Jin,  and  releafe  I;  praj  tr* 

JL     G 

He  fills  the  bnfcgry  foal  l 

And  feeds  the  po,r  with  ev'ry  good. 


22i  PSALM    CVIL 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel,  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  who  rules  the  ikies, 
If  they  reject  his  heavenly  word, 
And  (light  the  counfels  of*  the  Lord  ; 

3  II^'Jl  bring  their  fpirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliv'rer  (hall  be  found  ; 

Laden  with  grief,  they  wafte  their  breatl* 
la  dar'  .efs,  and  the  (hades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife, 
And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  fhade, 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 

And  lets  the  fmiling  pris'ners  through  % 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  prief, 
Aod  gives  the  lab'ring  *bul  relief. 

4  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  I 
How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways  i 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praiie. 

PSALM  107.  Third  part.  Common  Metre 

Intemperance  puriijhed  and  pardoned ;  or,  A pf aim 
for  the  glutton  and  the  drunkard. 

je  TTAJN  man.  on  foolim  pleafurcs  bent, 
V    Prepares  f>r  his  own  punifnment ; 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies, 
From  luxury  and  luft  arife  ! 

%  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte, 
Yet  drowns  his  health  to  pleafe  his  tafte  % 
'fiil  all  his  active  powers  are  loft, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near,  the  duft. 


PSALM    CV11,  22| 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loathes  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meat ; 
Nature,  with  heavy  loads  opprefs'd 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  ieleas'd 

4  Then  how  the  frighren'd  finners  fly 
To  God  for  help  with  earneft  cry  ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breath, 
And  faves  thern  from  approaching  dtatk, 

5  No  raed'eines  could  efrVcl  the  cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  fo  lure  : 

The  deadly  fentence  God  repeals, 

He  fends  his  fov'reign  word  and  heals. 

(5  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  I 
And  let  their  thankful  off  ring  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love 

PS  AL  M  i«7.  Fourth  part.  Long  Metre, 

DJiwancefromJlorms  and JJripwrecks  ;  sr.  The 
feamarfsfong. 

i  TXTOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  Gods 
*  *    His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad  ? 
With  the  bold  mariner  fjrvey^ 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  fea. 

s  They  leave  their  native  mores  behind, 
And  feize  tfee  favor  of  the  wind  ; 
Till  God  command,  and  tempefts  rife, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  flcie's. 

3  Now  to  the  he'av'ns  th«y  mount  amain  | 
Now  fi"k  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  ft   mi  ;lus  young  failcrs  feclj 

And  like  a  ftagg'ring  draakard  reclj 


*24  PSALM    CVI?. 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigk, 
Lofl  to  all  hope,  to  Cod  they  cry; 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  addrefs, 
And  f.nds  foliation  in  diftrefs. 

5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  affuage, 
And  ilormy  tempetts  ceafe  to  rage; 
The  gladfoir.e  tiain  their  fears  give  o'er, 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  fhore. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord! 
Let  thtm  their  private  off'ringjs  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  ling. 

PSJLMioy.  Fourth  part.  Common  Metre, 

The  mariner 's  pfalm. 
l  HPHY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
*    That  rules  the  boifterous  fea, 
The  fons  of  courage  (hall  record, 
Who  tempt  that  dang'rous  way. 
a  At  thy  command  the  winds  arife, 
And  fvvell  the  tow'ring  waves; 
The  men,.  aftonihVd,  mount  the  flues, 
And  fink  in  gaping  graves. 

[j  Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hills, 
And  plunge  in  deeps  again; 
Each  like  atott'ring  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tern peffc  roar, 

They  pant  with  flutt'ring  breath, 
And,  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  Inure, 
Expetf.  immediate  death."] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raiie  their  cries. 

He  hears  the  loud  requeft, 
And  orders  filence  through  the  fkies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 


PSALM    CV11  iiy 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  fears, 
And  fee  the  derm  allay 'd: 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 
*}  'Tis  God  that  bring?  them  fafe  to  land  \ 
Let  itupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 
%  Oh  that  the  fons  of  men  would  praife 
The  good  nefs  of  the  Lord! 
And  thofe  thac  fee  thy  wondrous  ways, 
Thy  wondrous  love  tecord. 

PSALM  107.  Laft  part.  Long  Metre. 
Colonies  planted ;  or,  A  ations  bt-jfed  and  pun* 
ijhed. 
1  Try  HEN  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes,. 
*^    Scourges  the  madnef^  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  1 
a  His  word  can  raife  the  fprings  again, 
.'"  And  make  the  wither'd  mountains  green, 
Send  mow'ry  bkilings  from  the  ikies, 
And  harvefl  in  the  defert  rife. 
£3  Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafts  of  prcy? 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they* 
He  bids  th'  opprefs'd  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  ana  ckies  ifeere. 

4  They  fow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whole  yearly  fruit  fopplies  their  want: 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  llocks. 
Their  wealth  increales  with  tbeit  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  blefs'd:  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in ; 

A  favage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  baib'rous  h*nds> 
Q  a 


£26  A  L  M     CVIIL 

6  Their  captive  fons  expos 'd  to  from, 
Wander'd  unpity'd  and  forlorn  : 
The  country  lies  unfene'd,  unrill'd, 
And  delegation  fprcads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  tlie  humbled  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hands  he  turns? 
Again  he  makers  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live."] 

8  The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  fenfe, 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  atheifh  fha.Il  no  more 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  faints  adore. 

<9  How  few  w»th  pious  care  record 
Thefe  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord! 
Bit  wife  obfervers  ftill  mall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft,  and  kind. 

PSALM  108.     Common  Meire." 
Jfonc?  ofpraife. 
1    A  ^^E,  mY  ^ou'> t0  *oimd  his  praife9 
A  Awake,  my  harp,  to  fing; 
Join,  all  my  powers,  the  fong  toraife, 
And  morning  incenfe  bring. 

a  Among  the  people  of  his  care, 

And  through  the  nations  round  ; 
Glad  fon$s  of  praife  will  I  prepare. 
And  there  his  name  refjund. 

3  Be  thou  exalted.  O  my  God, 

Above  the  ftarry train  ; 
DlfFufe  thy  heavenly  grace  abroad, 
And  teach  the  world  thy  reign. 

4  So  (hall  thy  chofen  fons  rejoice, 

And  throng  thy  courts  above  ; 
While  finners  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice. 
And  tafte  redeeming  love. 


P  S  A  L  M     CIX.  CX.  227 

&SALM  109.  Ver.  1—5,  31.  Common  Metre. 

Love  to  enemies,  from  the  example  of '  Chrtfi* 

j  /""*  OD  of  my  m:rcy  and  my  praiie, 
VJ"  Thy  giory  is  my  £ong  ; 
Tho'  (inners  fpeak  againft  thy  grace 
With  a  blafpheraing  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  fon  on  earth  was  found, 

With  cruel  flanders,  falfe  and  vain, 

They  compafs'd  him  around. 

3  Their  miferies  his  companion  move, 

Their  peace  he  itiii  puriVd  j 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  caufe, 

Yet  with  his  dy'ng  breath 
He  ptay'd  for  murdTcrs  on  his  crof3, 
A;,  1  bkit  his  foes  in  death- 

5  Lord,  (hall  thy  bright  examples  mine 

!n  vain  before  :ny  eyes  ; 
Give  me  a  foul  a:;in  to  thine, 
To  -  enemies. 

i  The  Lord  mail  on  my  fide  engage, 
And  in  my  Saviour  s  name 
I  (harll  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
Who  (lander  and  condemn. 

PSALM  1 1  a,  Firit  part.  Long  Metre. 

Orijl  exalted,  and  multitudes  converted;  or,  The 

fuccefs  of  the  gcj'pel 
1  y  HUS  God,  th  eternal  Father,  fpake 
A    To  Chritf  the  Son  :  "  AfcenrJ  and  fit 
5  At  my  right  hand,  till  I  (hall  make 
"  Thy  toes  fubmiilive  at  thy  feet. 


'v&  PSALM    CX. 

%  "  From  Zion  fhal!  thy  word  proceed, 
"  Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 
"  Shall  make  the  be.irtr,  of  febete  Weed, 
*'  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  flia.ll  fhow  thy  pow'r  is  great, 

"  When  ifaifits  fhaH  flock  with  willing  minds3 
"  And  finners  crowd  thy  temple  qate, 
"  Where  holinefs  in  beauty  fhin.es-*" 

4  O  hie/Ted  pow'r!  O  glorious  c!;>\  ! 

Wbatala;ge  vicYry  fliail  enfue? 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  o 
Exceed  the  drops  of  rrioi  ning  dew. 

PSJLMiio.  Sec<  Long  Metre, 

The  kingdom  and  pri '-.[ft hood  cf Gkrift. 
i  rF*i.  of  earth  and 

i    Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwove: 
*l  Eternal  shall  thy  prie'f 

**  And  change  from  hand  to  hind  no  more, 

a  "  Aaron  and  ail  his  fens  m'.ift  die; 
"  But  everlailing  life  is  thine, 
"  To  fave  for  ever  tiiofe  that  fly 
"  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  "  By  me  Melchizedek  was  made 

"  On  earth  a  king  and  priefr.  at  once; 
"  And  thou.,  my  heav'nly  prieft,  ihaii  plea.^, 
<s  And  thou,  my  king,  mail  rule  my  ions/ 

4  Jefus  the  Prieft  afcends  his  throne, 

While  c-unfels  of  eternal  peace*  , 

Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honor  and  fuccefs. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  his  reign  (hall  fpr«d3. 

And  cruih  the  pow'rs  that  dare  rebel} 
Then  fhall  he  judge  the  riling  dead, 
Aft.4  kni  the  guilty  world  to  helK. 


i 


PSALM     CX«  229 

d  Though,  while  he  treads  hi3  glorious  way* 
He  dricks  the  cup  of  threats  and  blood, 
The  fuff'rings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  hiha  near  to  God* 

PSALM    no.      Common  Metre. 

CbrijVs  kingdom  a'ad  priejlhood. 

I    JESUS,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne, 
J    flkrid  near  thy' Father  fit; 
In  Zion  (hall  thy  power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  i'ujbrnit, 

a  What  wonders  (hall  thy  gcfpel  do  ! 
Thy  converts  (hail  fufpais 
The  nuni'rpus  drops  of  morning  dev/j 
And  own  thy  fov'reign  giace. 

3  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  fworej 
"  Eternal  lhali  thy  piieflhood  be, 
*■  When  Aaron  is  no  more, 

4  "  Melchizedek,  that  wondrous  prieil, 

"  That  king  of  high  degree, 
K  That  holy  man,  whom  Abraham  bled, 
"  Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

5  Jeius,  our  priefr,  for  ever  lives, 

To  plead  for  us  above; 
Jefus,  our  king,  for  ever  gives 
The  bleffmgs  of  his  love. 

6  God  (hall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 

And  his  high  throne  maintain; 
Shall  ftnke  the  powers  and  princes  deadj 
Who.  daie  oppofe  his  reign. 


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PSJLM  in.  Firil  part.  Common  Metre, 

The  wifdom  of  God  in  his  iv:rks.  ■ 

i   CONGS  of  immortal  praifi  belong 
^  To  my  Almighty  God  ; 
He  has  my  heart,  and  lie  my  tongue, 
To  fpread  Ills  name  abroad. 
o.  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought! 
How  glorious  in  our  ii^ht  ! 
And  men  in  every  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  fair  and  beauteous  nature's  frame! 

How  wife  th*  eternal  mind  ! 
His  counfeis  never  chane;ethe  fcheme 
That  his  firft  thoughts  defign'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chofen  fons, 

He  fix'd  his  covnant  fure  ; 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  years  eniure. 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  flriesr 

Thy  heav'nly  {kill  proclaim  ; 

What  (hall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  power,  to  truft  thy  grace; 

Is  our  div inert  (kill ; 
And  he's  the  wifeftofour  race 
That  beft  obeys  thy  will. 

PSALM  in.  Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  perfections  of  God. 
i  (~*  RE  AT  is  the  Lord ;  his  works  of  might 
VJ  Demand  our  nobleft  fongs  ; 
Let  his  affembled  faints  unite 
Tkeir  harmony  ot  tongues. 


P  S  A  L  M     CXIL  ajt 

Is  the  mercy  ftp  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  children  food  ; 
And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  proinife'good. 

J4is  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  feal  h'13  cov'nant  iure  : 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  nance, 

His  ways  are  juft  and  pure. 

They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife3 

Muft  With  his  fear  begin  ; 
Oar  faireft  proof  of  knowledge  lies  ' 

in  hating  ev^ry  fin. 

P  S  A  L  M  1 1 2 .     As  the  1 1 3  th  ?falm. 

Thellejingsofths  liberal  man. 

'"THAT  man  is  blefs'd,  who  {lands  in  awe 
^    Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  : 

His  feed  on  earth  fhaii  be  renown'd  ; 
His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealth  (hall  be, 
An  unexhaufted  treafury, 

And  with  fuccemVe  honors  crown-'d. 

His  libera!  favors  he  extends, 

To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  ; 

A  generous-pity  fills  his  mind  : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  fav-es  by  prudence  in  affairs, 

And  thus  he's  juft  to  all  mankind. 
His  hands,  while  they  his  a!ms  beflow'd, 
Hi?  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd  ;^ 

T'heiweet  remembrance  of  the  juft, 
Like  a  green  root,  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  blefling  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  nature  fieeps  in  duft. 


232  PSALM     CXIL 

4  Befet  with  th<eat'ning  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  (hail  he  maintain  his  ground; 

Eiis  confciefiCe  holds  his  courage  up; 
The  foul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightefl  in  affliction's  night, 

And  fees  in  darknefs  beams  or  grace. 

PAUSE. 

5  11!  tidings  never  czn  furprife 
His  heart,  that,  fix'd,  on  God  relies, 

1  hough  waves  and  tempefts  roar  around: 
Safe  on  a  r^ck  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  fhipwreckof  his  enemies, 

And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown 'd. 

The  wicked  (hall  his  triumph  fee, 
Andgnafli  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  croft: 
They  and  Their  envy,  pride,  and  fpite, 
Sink  down  to  everiafting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darknefs  loft. 

PSALM  vrt.     Long  Metre. 
The  bJeJjings  of  the  pious  ar.d  charitable. 

rT*HRlCE  happy-man.  who  fears  the  Lord, 
■*■     Loves  his  commands,  and  trufts  his  word; 
Honor  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  bldlingsto  his  feed  defcend. 
%  Companion  dwel  s  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  11  ill  inclined: 
He  lends  the  pooi  fome  preftnt  aid, 
Or  gives  them  not  to  be  repaid. 

When  times  grew  dark,  and  tidings  fpread, 
That  filPd  his  neighbors  round  with  dread^ 
His  heart  is  arm'd  againft  the  fear, 
For  God!  with  all  his  pow'r  is  there. 


PSALM     CXJI.  233 

4  Hisfpirit,  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'nly  courage  from  his  v/ord; 
Arnidit  the  darknefs  light  (hall  rife, 

To  cheer  his  heart,  and  blcfs  his  eyes. 

5  He  hath  difpers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  ftill  before  his  God; 
His  name  on  earth  lT.all  long  remain, 
While  envious  fmruers  rage  in  vain. 

P  S  A  L  M  112.     Common  Metre, 

Liberality  rewarded- 

1  TJ  \PPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
■■-■*■     'nd  fo  lows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward. 

Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  bread 

To  all  the  fons  of  need; 
So  God  fhaH  anfwer  his  requeft 
With  bleiTings  on  his  feed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  fhaii  furprife 

His  well-ellabliLVd  mind  ; 
His  foul  to  God,  his  refuse,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  danger  and  diitrefs 

Some  beams  of  light  (ball  fitine, 
To  ihew  the  world  his  righteouihefs? 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord; 
Honor  on  earth,  and  joys  aboye; 
Shall  be  his  fuie  reward, 


234  PSALM     CXIIL 

P  S  A  L  M  i 13.     Proper  Tunc. 

The  viajejly  and  condefcenfum  of  God. 
I  y^E  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
J-    The  honors  of  hi;  name  record — 
His  facred  name  fore-^er  rJefs  : 
Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  riling  beams  or  Jetting  rays, 
Let  hmds  and  feas  his  power  confefs. 
a  Not  time,  nor  n  iture's  narrow  rounds, - 
Can  give  his  vail  dominion  bounds, 
The  heav'ns  are  far  b  .low  his  height ; 
.    Ler  no  created  grcatnefs  dare 
Willi  our  eternal  God  compare, 
A'-m'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 
5  He  bows  his  glori  >us  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hofts  of  angels  do, 

And  b-nds  his  care  to  mortal  things  ; 
Hit>  fov'reign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  »ee  'y  from  he  door, 
And  fra  s  tiiem  on  the  thrones  of  kings. 
4  When  ch  1  ihrs  f<  lilies  ^efpair, 
He  fends  the  bleifings  of  an  h  :ir, 

To  rdTcue  their  expiring  name  ; 

The  mother,  with  a  thankful  voice, 

Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys  ; 

Let  ev'ry  age  advance  his  fame. 

PSALM     113.     Long  Metre. 
God  fovereign  and  gracious. 
1  YE  Servants  of  the  Almighty  King, 
In  every  age  his  pra'Tes  ling  ; 
Where'er  the  fun  (hall  rife  and  fst, 
The  nations  mail  his  praife  repeat. 


P  S  A  L  M     CXIV.  23  S 

p  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  fky 
His  throne  of  glory  ftands  on  high  ; 
Kor  time  nor  place  his  power  re-train, 
Nor  bound  his  uaiverfal  reign. 

3  Which  of  thefofis  of  Adam  dare, 

Or  angels,  with  their  God  compare  ? 
Hie  glories  how  divinely  bright 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light ! 

4  nehold  his  love/!  he  (loops  to  view 
What  feists  above  and  angels  do  ! 
And  condefcends  vet  more,  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below  ! 

c  From  dun:  and  cottages  obfeure 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ! 
Gives  them  the  honor  06  his  fons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones, 

£6  A  word  of  his  creating  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice  ; 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  paft, 
The  promis'd  feed  is  bcrn  at  I  aft. 

.7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 
And  telis  the  wonders  God  has  done  j 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  fenfe  defpairs  ; 
If  nature  fails,  the  promife  bears.] 

PSALM   114.     Long  Metre, 
Mlracks  attending  Ifrael's  journey. 
X  TfTHEN  ifraei,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand* 
V V     Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes,  with  cheerful  hornage,  own 
The  king,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 
c  Acrofs  the  deep  their  journey  lay  ; 
T  he  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  j 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled, 
1  backward  current,  to  his  head. 


33^  PSALM    CXV. 

3  The  mountains  (hook,  like  frighted  fliccn— 

Like  Iambs,  the  little  hillocks  leap! 
Not  Sinai  on  her  bafe  could  ftand, 
Confcious  of  fov'reign  power  at  hand. 

4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide- 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills? 

And  whence  the  dread  that  Sinai  feels? 

5  Letivery  mountain,  every  flood, 
Retire  and  know  tir  approaching  God, 
1  he  Ring  of  Ifrael:  fee  him  here! 
Tremble,  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  (landing  pools  he  turn- ; 
Fiinrs  fpring  with  fountains,  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  feas  confefs  the  Lord. 

PSALM  ir 5.     Firft  Metre. 
The  true  God  cur  refuge ;  or,  Idolatry  repr$ved. 
1  V[  OT  to  ourfelyes,  who  are  but  duft — 
■*•  ^    Not  to  ourfelves  is  glory  due, 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  juM,  * 

Thou  only  gracious,'  wife,  and  true. 

3  Difolay  to  earth  thy  dreadful  name  : 

Why  mould  a  heathen  s  haughty  tongue 
Infult  us,  and,  to  raifeour  fharne, 

Say,  "where :sthe God  you'veferv'dfolong^* 
^  The  God  we  ferve  maintains  his  throne 

Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  ikies; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 

He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore, 

Arc  fenfclcis  (hapes  of  {lone  and  wood; 
At  bed  a  mafs  of  glittering  ore, 
A  filver  faint,  or  golden  god, 


P  S  A  L  M    CXV.  337 

fj  With  eye?  and  ears  they  carve  the  head; 
Deaf  are  theirears,  their  eyes  are  blind; 
In  vain  arecoiUy  ofrering^raade, 
And  vows  arefcattet'd  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move. 
Nor  hands  to  (ave  when  mortals  pray; 
Mortals, That  pay  them  fear  or  love,    < 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they, 

3  O  Ifrael,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  reft| 
The  Lord  fhall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  blefs  the  people  and  the  pried, 

$  The  dcad  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  praife— - 
Tbeydweli  in  lilence  in  the  grave; 
Rett  we  fhall  live  to  fingthy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  fave. 

PSALM  115.     Second  Metre. 

A3  the  new  tune  of  the  50th  Pfalrn. 

Idolatry  reproved, 

I  "fcjOT  to  our  names,  thou  only  j uft  and  true, 
■*•  ^    Not  to  our  won  ses  is  glory  due  : 

Tbypower  andj  uiiiceciairH 

Immortal  honoi  3  to  thy  fo  arxae  : 

Shine  thro'the  earth  from  heav'n  thy  bleft  abode, 
3Nor  let  the  heathens  fay,  *  where  is  year  God  V 

a  Heav'n  is  thine  higher  court:  there  Hands  thy 
throne. 
And  thro*  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done: 
Godfram'dil^scp.vth^theitanyhcay'nshefpread, 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made  ■ 
The  kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devour,  beheld 
Tfeeir  iUvcr  favours,  and  their  taints  of  gold. 


238  PSALM     CXVL 

[j  Vain  are  thofe  artful  fhapesof  eyes  and  eirti 
The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  hears  ; 
Their  handsarehelpiefs  nor  their  feet  can  move* 
They  have  no  fpeech,  nor  tho't,  nor  power,  nor 
*      love ; 

Yet  fotrim  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  lifelefs  faints. 

4  The  rich  have  ftatues  well  adorn'd  with  goM; 
The  poor,  content  with  gods  of  c**arfer  mould 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  fenfelefs  ftock, 
Lopt  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock; 
People  and  prieil  drive  on  the  foiemn  trade, 
And  trull  thegods  that  fa  ws  and  hammers  made. 

5  Be  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'dl  'Tis  hard  to  fa^ 
Which  are  more  ltupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they. 

O  Ifrael,  truth  the  Lord:  he  hears  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  lorrows  and  reftores  thy  peace 
Mis  worfhip  does  a  thoufand  comforts  yield — 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heav'nly  fhield. 

6  In  God  we  truft:  our  impious  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  rum,  and  oppofe  his  reign  ; 

Had  they  prevaiPd,daiknei's  had  clos'dourdays, 
And  death  and  filence  had  forbid  his  praife:  j 
But  we  arc  iav'd,  and  live; — Let  longs  aiife,  / 
And  Zion  blefs  the  God  that  bui:t  the  fkies. 

PSALM\\6.  Firfr  part.  Common  Metre. 

Recovery  from  ficknefs . 

i  T  LOVE  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries, 
A  And  pity  d  every  groan, 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  riff, 
I'll  haften  to  his  throne. 
A  I  love  the  Lord  :  he  bow'd  his  ear3 
And  cr.as'd  my  griefs  away: 
O  let  my  heart  no  more  defpairs 
When  I  have  breath  to  pray. 


PSALM    CXVL  239 

3  My  fiefo  declin'd,  my  fplrits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  dead, 
While  inward  pangs  and  fears  of  hell 
Perplex  d  ray  wakeful  head- 

4  "  My  God,'' I  cry'd,  "thy  fervantfave, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  jud  ; 
w  Thy  power  can  refcue  from  the  grave, 
"  Thy  power  is  all  my  troft." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  rae  fore  diftreft, 

He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  foul,  to  God  thy  reft, 
For  thou  hall  kaown  his  love. 

6  My  God  hath  fav'd  my  foul  from  death, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  : 
Now  to  his  praife  I'll  ipend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

PSALM  116.    Verfe  12,  fcfr. 
Second  part.    Common  Metre. 

Thanks  for  private  deliverance. 

I  "OTHAT  fhall'I  reader  to  my  God 
VV     For  all  his  kindnefs  Pnown  I 
My  feet  mall  vifit  thine  abode, 
My  fongs  addrefs  thy  threae. 

s  Among  the  faints  that  fill  thine  houfe 
My  offering  (hall  be  paid  ; 
There  (hall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  foul  in  aBgu-ia  made. 
j  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  ever-bleffed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  fervscts  ia  thy  fight! 
£tow  pieciou§  ia  tfrejj;  bleed  1 


2<6  P  S  A  L  M    CXVIL 

4  How  happy  ail  thyfervants  are! 

Ho.  ze  to  rae! 

My  life,  which  thou  hv.c  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  lam  thine,  (or  ever  thine, 

Nor  ihali  thy  purpofe  move: 
Thy  hand  hath  loos'H  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

£  Ksre  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record: 
VVitnefs,  ve  faints,  who  heal  me  now, 
If  i  forfake  the  Lord. 

P  6'  J  L  M  1 1  j.     Common  Metre. 
Pralfc  to  Gtidfrom  all  naihns* 

i  r\  All  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
vJ*  fcach  with  a  diff'rent  tongue; 
In  cvV\  learn  his  word, 

And  let  his  name  be  Jung. 

•2  His  mercy  tei;:rns  through  ev'ry  land, 
Prociain  abroad: 

For  ever  firm  kis  troth  ihali  itand — 
Ptaife  ye  the  faithful  God. 

PSALM    ii  7.     Long  Metre. 

1  "CMIOM  ah  that  dwell  below  the  flues 
A     Let  t!._  Creator's  praife  arife; 
Let  the  Redeemers  name  be  lung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'iy  tongue. 

2  F.rerriai  are  thy  nisrcie.",  Lord; 
Lternai  truth  attends  tby  word; 

Thv  pr/ife-fiall  found  from  fKoreto  fl\oi£* 
'Till  funs  ihali  fet  and  rife  no  more. 


PSA  L  M     CXVII.  CXVIIL      241 

P  S  A  L  M   117.     Short  M^tre, 
X  HPIIY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

-»-    Shal1  iound  through  diiiant  tends  * 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fure  thy  word-— 
Thy  truth  forever  ilaarjs. 
%  Far  be  thine  honor  fpread, 
And  Jong  thy  praiie  endure, 
'Til!  morning  light  and  ev'ning  fhade 
Shall  beexchang'd  no  moie. 

PSALM    j  18.     Vcrfed— 15. 

Firft  part,  Common  Metre, 

Utvljey:ance  from  a  tiimuU, 

sT^T'TIE  Lord  appears  rrj.y  hefper  iow5 
1      Nor  is  n-ry  faith  ah: 
What allthe  fons  oftailh  can  !o, 
iffords  its  aid. 
1  'tis  fafer,  Lord  to  hope  in  thee, 
And  have  ray  God  my  IWeno, 
Than  truttin  rneu  of  high  degree^ 
And  on  their  tiuih  depend. 

3  'Tic  through  the  Lord  ray  heart  is  ftrong,  ■ 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice; 
While  his  Salvation  is  my  fong» 
riowcheertalis  my  voice! 

4  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round; 

When  God  appears  they  fly; 
JS*  burning  thorns,  With  crackling  found* 
Make  a  (utcq  blaze  and  die. 

&3 


5  Joy  to  the  faints  and  peace  belongs  : 
The  Lord  protects  their  days  : 
Let  Ifrael  tune  immortal  foags 
To  his  almighty  grace* 

'   PSALM    uS.     Verfe  17—2!, 

Second  part.     Common  Metre. 

Public  prat  ft  for  de!ivera?icefrom  death. 

t  T    ORD,  thou  had  heard  thy  fervant  cry* 
X  J   And  refcu'd  from  the  grave  ; 
Now  (hall  he  live  :  (and  none  can  die, 
II  God  reiblve  to  lave.) 

a  Thy  praife,  more  confhnt  than  before, 
Shail  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand,  that  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore* 

Defends  him  ftiil  from  death 

.3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 
For  we  (hall  worfhip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  go, 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  affeniblies  of  thy  faints 
Our  iha.-kflil  voice  weratfe  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaint's, 
And  there  wefpeakthy  praife. 

P  S  A  L  M    / 18.     Ver.  22/23, 

Third  part.    Common  Metre. 

Chrijl  the  foundation  of  the  church* 

t  YJEHOLD  the  fure  foundation  ftone 
XJ  Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon* 
A&d  his  eternal  pi  aiie. 


PSALM     CXVIII.  .  3^ 

%  Chofen  of  Go  J,  to  fianers  dear, 
And  fair.ts  adore  thy  name; 
They  truft  their  whole  falvaticn  here, 
Nor  fna'l  they  fuller  (hame. 

3  The  too!  i  Hi  builders,  fcribe  and  priefc, 

Reject  it  with  difdain  , 
Firm  on  this  rock  the  church  (hall  reft. 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  tho' the  gates  of  hell  withftood, 

Yet  muft  this  building  rife: 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

PSJLM   n8.     Vex.  24,  25,  26. 

Fourth  part.  Common  Me  re. 

Hofiuma;  the  Lord's  day;  or,  Chrtjl's  refurrtQA 
tion,  and  our  falvation- 

1  HpHlS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made9 
-     He  ca'ls  the  hours  his  own; 
Let  heav'n  rejeice,  let  earth  be  glad? 
And  praiie  iurrouad  the  throne. 

3  To-day  he  rofe  and  left  the  dead, 
And  Satan's  empire  fell; 
To  day  the  faints  his  triumph  fprcad, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Uofanna  to  th*  anointed  king, 

To  David's  holy  Son; 
Kelp  us,  O  Lord,  defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Biefs'd  isihe  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

h  meffages  of  grace; 

Who  eomes  in  God  his  Fa;her'i;  BaRJCa 
To  fave  our  finfui  race. 


244  P  S  A  L  M     CXVIIL 

5  Hofanna,  in  the  highelt  ftrains, 

Ti',e  church  or?  earth  can  raife: 
The  higheft  heav'ns,  in  •  reigns> 

Shall  give  him  nobler  prade. 

PSALM  1 1 8.    Verfe  22—27. 
Short  Metre. 

>4n  hof anna  for  the  Lord's  day;  or,  A  new  fang 

vffaiyation  by  Chrifl. 
1   C  E  E  wh at  a  living  ftone 
0    Hie  bui)  fers  did  refufi  ; 
Yet  God  harh  built  his  church  thereon 
In  fpite  of  envious  Jews. 

z  The  fcribe  and  angry  priefl 
Rejeclthi  >n; 

Yet  on  this  rock  mall  Zion  f.eft, 
As  the  chief  co»  ner  ftone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  onr  ey 
Th^s  day  declares  it  al!  divine, 
This  day  did  Jefus  1 

4  This  is  the  ijlorious  day 

That  our  Redeemer  made: 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  fing,  and  fay, 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hofanna  to  the  king 

Of  David's  royal  blood: 
Blefs  him,  ye  faints,  he-comes  to  king 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  VVe  blefs  thin:  only  word. 

Which  ail  this  j  [ays; 

And  oifr-r  on  thine  alt;ir,  Lord, 
Oia  facrificc  of  pia;fe. 


PSAL  M    CXVIII.  24$ 

PSALM    118.     Verfe  22—27. 

Long  Metre. 

An  hcfanna  for  the  Lord's  day;  or,  A  new  fong 
of  fa  vat  ion  by  Cbrijl. 

t  T    O,  what  a  glorious  corner  Hone 
A-*  The  Jewifh  builders  did  fefufe! 
But  God  harh  built  bis  church  thereon*. 
In  fpite  of  envy  and  the  jews. 
%  Great  God,  the  wo.kis  a!i  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife* 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  faints  be  glad  ; 

Hcianna,  let  bis  name  be  biefs'd; 
A  thoufand  honors  on  his  head, 
With  p~H.ce,  and  light*  ;md  glory  refl! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 

Sail  -  :ion  r  ]  our  dying  race; 
Let  -.hnrch  addrtft  their  king 

V7  i.  -  beai  ts  of  joy,  and  fongs  of  praiie. 

NOTE. 

J  have  collected  and  dtfpofed  of  the  moftufeM 
jerfes  of  the  cxixth  Pfalrn  under  eighteen  differ- 
ent heads,  and  formed  %  divine  fong  upon  each  of 
them.  But  the  verfes  are  much  tranfpofed  to  at^ 
tain  ih me  degree  of  connexion. 

Infomep)aees,amongthewords/tfn«,^w^»i/, 
judgments,  tejlilmfti&ifymt  ufed  gofpei,  word, 
truth,  grace.  promlfei\  &C.  as  more  agreeable  to 
the  Mew  feflament,  and  the  common  language  of 
ChritViansjand  it  equally  aniweis  the  defign  of  the 
Pi  a  mill,  which  was  to  recommend  the  Holy  Scrip- 
tures. 

G4 


HG  ?SALM    CXIX. 

PSJL'Miit).  Firftpait.  Common  Metre 
The  bleffednefi  effair.is,  and  mifery  ofjhineri* 
"Ver.  i,  z,  3. 
t  T>LE$S'D  are  the  r,ndefil\:l  in  heart, 
-*-*  Whofe  ways  are  right  ard  clean; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  ev'ry  fins 
2  Blefs'd  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 
And  pradtiie  thy  commands; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  feck  the  Lord* 
And  ferve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Ver  165. 
'3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  tl.y  law  j 
How  firm  their  fouls  abide! 
Kor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  ileady  feet  afide. 
Ver.  6. 

4  Then  (ha'l  my  heart  have  inward  joy. 

And  keep  my  face  ft  om  flaame, 
When  all  thy  fratutes  I  obey, 
And  honor  all  thy  name. 
Ver.  a  1,  118, 

5  Cut  haughty  finners  God  will  hate, 

The  proud  iT.a'.l  die  accurs'd ; 
The  fons  of  falsehood  and  dtceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  duft. 
Ver.  r  19,  ic?. 
$  Vile  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are; 
And  thofe  that  leave  thy  ways 
Shall  fee  falvation  from  afar, 
But  never  tafte  thy  j»race. 

P  S  J  L  M    119.     Second  part. 
Secret  devotiin  and  Jpiritual-mindednefs  i  hr9Cvfh 
flant  comerfe  'with  God. 
Ver.  X47»  55- 
t  '  I  'O  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
X    jMy  gracious  God,  I  pray ; 


PSALM     CXIX.  21? 

I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 

Ver.  8 1. 
■i  My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  thy  grace, 
Thy  promife  bears  me  up; 
And  while  falvatron  long  delays. 
Thy  word  i'upports  my  hope. 

Ver.  164. 

3  Sev'n  times  a  day  i  lift  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee; 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praife  from  me. 

Ver.  62. 

4  When  midnight  darknefs  .veils  tbe/kies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ;  _ 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife, 
And  i\veet  acceptance  find. 

P  $  A  L  M  119.     Third  part. 

'Profejfions  of  Sincerity ,  repentance,  and  dedience.- . 

Ver.  57,  60 

1  HpHOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God; 

JL    Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haixe  tJ  obey  thy  word, 
And  iufrers  no  delay. 

Ver.  13,  14- 

2  I  chufethe  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice : 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  fo  rejoice. 

3  Tbereilimonies  of  thy  grace, 

I  fet  before  my  eyes ; 
Thence  i  derive  my  daily  flrength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 


24s  1J  S  A  L  M     CXIX. 

Vtr.  59. 

4  If  once  T  wander  fro.n  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trad  thv  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  iii. 

5  Now  lam  thine,  For  ever  thine, 

O  five  thy  fer^ant,  Lord; 
Thou  art  my  (hidd,  my  hiding  place, 
My  hope  is  in  rhy  word. 
Vcr.  iii. 

6  Then  had  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 

Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil; 
And  thus,  till  mortal  life  fhal!  end, 
Would  1  perform  thy  will. 
PSALM    if 9.     Fourth  part. 
biflruclions  from  Scripture. 
Ver.  9. 

X  HOW  ^a5' tlie  Voun£  fecure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  jives  fron 
Thy  word  the  choiceft  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conicieuce  clean. 
_  Ver.  r3o. 

2  When  once  it  entets  to  the  mind,. 

ft  ipreads fuch  light  abroad, 
The  meaneft  fouls  inftnj&ibn  find, 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  Gcd~ 
Ver.  105. 

3  'Tis  like  the  fun,  a  heav'nly  light, 

That  guides  113  all  the  day; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  nighty 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
Ver,  99,  100. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care? 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  teachers  area 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 


PSALM    CXIX.  24# 

Ver.  104,  113. 
5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ; 
1  hate  the  tinner's  road: 
I  hate  my  own  vam  thoughts  that  rife. 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 
Ver.  89,  90,  91. 
|_6  The  ftarry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey, 
Theeartli  maintains  her  place; 
And  thefe  thy  fervams,  night  and  day, 
Thy  ikiSJ  and  pow'r  exprefs. 

7  But  fttil  thy  law  and  gofpel,  Lord, 

Have  leuons  more  divines 
Not  earth  ftaods  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  ftars  fo„nob!v  mine.] 

Ver.  190,  140,  9,  119. 

8  :  !.v  word  is  everiafting  truth> 

How  pure  is  ev'ry  page! 
1  hat  holy  book  (hall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  age. 

PSALM    119.     Fifth  part. 
Bsligktinfcripture;  or,  The  word  of  God  dwet* 
ling  in  us, 
Ver.  97. 
1  f\  How  I  love  thy  holy  Jaw! 
U   '  ris  daily  my  delight: 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 
Ver.  148. 
a  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 
meditate  thy  word: 

longing  melts  away 
earthy  gofpei,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,54. 
5  Thy  hearruy  words  my  heart  engage* 
r..nd  well  employ  mytongue! 
AH  in  my  tirciome  pilgrimage, 
Yield  me  a  heav'fily  long. 


*5o  PSALM    CXIX, 

Ver    19  103. 
Am  Iaflranger,  or  at  heme, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feaft; 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  tafle, 
Ver.  72,  127. 
5  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind; 
Nor  /ha?]  thy  word  be  io'd 
For  loads  offilver  weilrenVd, 
Nor  heaps  of  choiceft  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 
$  When  nature  finks,  and  ipirits  droop, 
Thy  promifes  of  gtace 
Are  piiJars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
-And  there  I  write  thy  praife. 

PSALM  1  £9.  Sixth  part. 
Helinefs  and  comfort  from  the  word. 
Ver.  ii8. 
x  T    ORD,  I  eftet  m  thy  judgments  right,, 
A^  And  ali  thy  ftatutes  juft ; 
1her.ee  [  maintain  a  corulant  fight 
With  ev'rv  fiatt'uttg  luft. 
Ver.  97,  9. 
5»  Thy  precepts  often  I  furrey: 
I  keep  thy  law  in  fight, 
Through  all  tke  bus'nefscf  the  day, 
To  form  my  anions  right. 
Ver.  61. 
S  My  heart  in  midnight  filence  cries, 
"  How  fweetthy  comforts  be!  ' 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wondei  rife, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.  1 6 ». 
4  And  when  myfpirit  drinks  her  fill 
At  fome  good  word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  men  that  fhare  the  fpoil, 
^iavej  oys  copjpar'd  to  mine,  * 


PSALM   119.     Seventh  part. 

tmpsrfettfan  of  nature,  attdperfeftign  offcripture* 
Verie  9*.  Paraphiafed. 

1  I  ET  all  the  Heathen  writers  join 

To  form  one  perfect  book, 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  mofr.  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  (hew  one  (in  forgiv'n, 

I^or  !ead  a  flep  beyond  the  grave  ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 

j  I've  fern  an  end  to  what  we  call 
Perfection  here  below  ; 
How  ftiort  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fal'. 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  beju{£  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  hare  wrought  | 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend -to  ev'ry  thought. 

5  In  vaift  we  bcafl  perfection  here, 

While  fin  denies  ocr  frame. 
And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 
i  hey  fcarce  deierve  the  name. 

6  Our  fa'th,  arm  lore*  and  ev'ry  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord, 

PSALM  119.    Eighth  part. 

The  excellency  and  variety  offcripture* 

Verfeni.  Paraphrai'ed, 


J"  ORD,  T  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 


My  iaftinft  heritage  ; 


There  mail  nay  ncbleit  pow'rs  rejoice9 
M#  warmed  thoughts  engage, 


I 


S52  PSALM    cxric. 

a,  Til  read  the  hift'rics  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  Jaws  in  fight, 
While  through  the  oromiies  I  rove, 
Vi  ith  ever  frefh  delight. 

g  'Tis  a  br  alth  unknown^ 

Where  fprings  of  life  arife,  " 
Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  Town, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  beft  telief  that  mourners  have, 
It  makes  ourforrows  blefs'd  ; 
Our  faireft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
Andoui  eternal  reft. 

PSALM  1  t  9.     Ninth  part. 
Dejire  of  km  v:  kdge. 
Ver.  64,  68,  '8. 
1  rpHY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
■*     How  good  thy  woi  ks  appear! 
Open  my  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,  125. 
a  My  heart  was  fafhien'd  by  thy  hand, 
My  femes  if-  thy  due, 
O!  make  thy  fervarit  underftand 
The  duties  I  mini  do. 
Ver.  19. 
3  Since  I'm  a  fbanger  here  below, 
Thy  rath,  O!  do  sot  hide; 
But  mark  the  road  n.y  fecfcfbould  go, 
And  be  my  conftant  guide. 
Ver.  26. 
$  When  I  coafe-fs'd  my  wand'iing  ways, 
Thou  heard'ft  my  foul  complain; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace. 
Or  I  fhallftray  again. 


PSALM 


Ver.  33,  34. 
5  If  God  to  rae  his  flatutes  lhe\v» 
And  heav'nly  truth  impart, 
His  work  ior  ever  I'll  purfue, 


6  Ti 

m  I  core 

Variety  0 

It  made 

And  ily  to 

1  the  more, 

1.7  **'- 

I'll  ne 

in'e  how; 

Npl 

Whence  all  my  i 

r--i!' 

I   11    1:.       

My  hankfi 

seal, 

P  0'  J  L  M 

119. 

Tenth  part. 

Pleadh 

:^£^j. 

Ver 
1  pEHOLDr 

38,49. 

>rvant,  Lord, 

J3  Devotee 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word* 
For  ail  my  hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41;,  58,  107. 
a  Hafl  thou  not  lent  falvation  down, 
And  proihiVd  quick'nirig  grace? 
Dorh  not  ray  heart  addrefs  thy  ihro.ie? 
And  yet  thy  love  delays, 

Ver.  1  a  3,  43,     _    • 
3  MJne  eyes  for  t&yfalvation  fail; 
O  b^ar  thy  fervant  tip; 
Nor  iet  the  icoffing  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  r<  proaeh  rhy  b« 

a 


85+  PSALM     CXIX. 

.    Ver,  49,  74. 
4  Dicft  thou  »6t 

Then  ltt  thy  ua~h  appear  ; 
Saints  fhaO  rejoics  h  try  reward, 
>nd  trait  as  well  as 

P  S  A  L  M  119.     Eleventh.  p*rt. 
Breathing  after  iJbiincfs. 
Ver.  5,  33 
\  f\  THAT  the  I  ord  world  guide  my  ways 
\J  r'o  keep  bis  ftatotea  iz'ti  I 
O  that  r"ty  O  Sranf  me  grace 

To  know  and  do  his  will  ! 
.  49. 
2,  O  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart! 
Nor  let  n  y  tepgne  indwJge  deceit, 
Kor  a£t  •     ■  lit. 

.Ver.  37,. 
5  From  vactty  turn  off  my  eyes  5 
Let  no  c  rgn, 

Kor  cot.  es,ariie 

With  ..1  of  mine. 

Ver, 

4  :.  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  finccre  ! 

Let  fin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
Sue  keep  my  coofcience  clear. 
Ver.  176. 

5  Mv  foul  hatn  far'aftray, 

*;]v  f-.-et  toooi 
Yet  iince  I  ^eepic  mind  thy  v. 
Keftoiethy  w  u  d'j  "rog  fhscp. 
Ver.  55; 

6  Mate  me  to  walk  in  thv  commands, 

'  fis  adeiightfn)  rofcdj 
Kor  '  .  ,  1  heart,  or  hands, 

0«snd  agaiuft  my  God. 


PSALM    CXIX.  ??$ 

P  S  A  L  M    119.    Twelfth  part. 

Breathing  fifttr  comfort  *t$d  dgJiveMtice, 
Ver,  1;  ;. 
I  TV/f  Y  God,  confer  my  diftrcl.?, 
!▼-*.  Let  mercy  plead  my  c^tife; 
Though  I  have  fttmM  againft  thy  grace, 
I  ne'er -forget  my  lav.  3. 
Ver.  39,  116. 
i  Forb'  J, :  :arp  repreacn, 

Which  I  {o  jaftly  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  life,  up hoii  my  hopes. 
Nor  let  my  fhavrje  2;: 

Ver.  *4$f  i3i- 
$  Be  then  afurety.  •  '"-?» 

Nor  let  the  pr<cud  Gjaprefi ; 
But  make  thy  waitkig  &i  ratit  fee 
Thi  fliifii^S'dfobyface. 

Ver,  St. 

4  My  eyes  with  expeibhon  fail, 

heart  within  e*e  cries, 
**  When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
"  And  bid  my  comforts  rile  ?** 
Ver.  i;&\ 

5  Look  down  upon  my  Arrows,  Lord, 

And  mow  thy  grate  thefaime, 
Thy  tender  macks  iliil  afford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  name. 

P  SA  L  M    119.     Thirteenth  pan 

Holy  fear  <>  and  tsndernefs  ef  C9nfekncc\ 
Ver.  iq. 
1  TXflTtI  ray  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  fa:r> 
W     O  let  me  never  ftray 
From  thy  ccnimands,  O  Gad  cf  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  tinner's  way. 


256  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver.  11. 

%  Thy  word  I've  plac'd  within  my  hearfr 
To  keep  my  confeience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlafting guard 
From  ev'ry  rifmg  fin. 

Ver.  63,  S3*  15 $• 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  faints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord; 
My  forrows  rife,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  tranfgvefs  thy  word. 
Ver.  161,  163. 

4  While  finners  do  thy  gofpel  wrong. 

My  fpirit  {lands  in  awe; 
My  foul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
Ver.  161,  no. 

5  My  heart  with  facred  rev'rence  hears 

The  threat'qings  of  thy  word; 
My  flefh  with  holy  trembling  fears* 
The  judgments  of  theLoid. 
Ver.  if,6,  174. 

6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 

For  thy  falvation  ftili ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

PSALM  119,  Fourteenth  part. 
Benefit  ofajjlkli&ns,  andfupport  under  them,, 
Ver.  im    81    82 
a  r*  ONSIDERall  my  forrows,  Lord, 
VJ   And  thy  deliv'rance  fend : 
My  foul  for  thy  falvation  faints, 
When  will  my  troubles  end? 
Ver.  7 1. 
3  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 
To  bear  my  Fathers  rod; 
Afflictions'  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 


PSALM    CXIX.  10 

Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy. 

When  new  diftrefs  begins, 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  tliy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  hns. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  foul  oppreis  d  with  forrow's  weight, 
Had  funk  among  the  dead. 
Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Though  they  may  ieem  feverc; 
The  iharpeft  luff'rtngs  I  endure 
flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Ver.  67. 

6  Bafore  I  knew  thy  chaining  rod 

My  feet  were  apt  to  ftray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  wav- 
PSALM  119.     Fifteenth  part. 
H§ly  rcfolutions . 

VCrn9**  I         U 

x  f\  That  thy  ftatutes  ev'ry  hour 
*"*'  Might  dwell  upon  my  mind! 
Thence  1  derive  a  quick'ning  pow'f, 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 
Ver.  t$t  16. 
a  To  meditate  thy  precept?;,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  fwect  employ ; 
My  foul  fhall  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 
Ver.  z%. 
3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 
If  thou  my  heart  difcharge 
From  fin  and  Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  iet  my  feet  at  large, 


258  fSAL  M     CXIX. 

Ver.  rj,  4S. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  fhall  declare 

'  Thy  itatLues  and  tfty  tm 
I'll  fpeak  thy  Word  1  $s  fooukl  kmr, 

Nor  yield  to  fiaful  fhaaie. 
Ver.  61,  69,  70. 

5  Let  feanis  of  j 

To  r#b  me  of  ray  ri 
Let  pride  and  malice  Forge  their  iU$, 
Tiiy  law  is  my  delight* 
Ver.  £15. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  rate, 

Wbofe  hands  and  hearts  are  ill  : 
J  love  my  God,  lis  way?, 

And  rnuft  cb*y  his 

JP  S  A  L  M    119.    Sixteenth  par% 
A  prayer  f«r  %uti&en$ng ^ra^f. 
■  3  7- 
r  "IV /fY  •  •«!  to  the  dufc : 

l^J-  I  -  divine  : 

From  vain  ieftres,  and  ev'ry  ]«£, 
Turn  off  theie  eyes  of  mine. 
»  Ipe  hy  grace 

To  fpesd  mc  ia  thy  way, 
Left  I  fttouii  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  ail  1 
Ver.  ip 7. 
„3  WJien  f.  refe  me  dowi, 

I  need  thy  quick'aing  jsow'ts ; 
Thy  word,  that  I  h  I  on, 

Shall  help  my  hcavieit  hours. 
Ver.  156,  40. 
4  Are  not  thy  mercies  ftv't  ei$n  kill, 
^Lnd  thou  a  faithful  God  I 
Wilt  thou  not  #rait  me  winner  zeel 
To  run  the  hsav'nly  road  ? 


?  S  A  L  M     CXIX.  359 

Ver.  159,  4<V 
r  Does  not  my  precepts  love, 

tnd  Ioog  tofee  thy  face :? 

And  ye:  how  flow  my  {pint?  move 
Without  enli*  -:-£  ' 

Ver.  9.;. 
6  Then  &all  I  love  thy  golpel  more, 
And  ne'er  forcet.thy  word, 
When  1  have  felt  its  quiek'mng  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 
PSALM  119.  Seventeenth  part.  Long  Metre. 
JGrace  fhhthig  in  d^culiks  and  trials- 

Ver.  |43»  #7     rt  >.-  T      > 

1  1 T7HEN  pain  and  aibguifb  inz:  me,Xrf)tO, 

YV    All  my  Support  is  from  thy  wcrd  : 
My  foul  oiiiolves  forheavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ftrength'mn?  grace. 
Ver.  51,69,  no. 
a  The  pr«?d  have fram * 4  their  fcofs  and  h<|s, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eye*. 
They  tempt  my  fottj  to  fnares  ana  tin  ; 
Yet  thy  commands  I  r  e'er  decline. 
VfivxSf,  ?«. 
3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  cfuUe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  tlvy  laws  ; 
But  I  will  truft  and  fear  thy  name, 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  fharae. 

P    S    A    L    IvI    119.     Lafrpart.         > 
-S^Hl^dtrmahns;  or,  Delight  in  the  wd  «> 

Ver.  4?>  50. 
j  ff&THEfl*  I  bleis  thy  gentle  hand; 

*   How  kind  was  thy  chaftm»j  von. 
That  fore'd  my  confeience  to  a  ftand, 
And  brongnt  mv  «ramfrin$  foul  to  Gcu  . 


26s  PSALM    CXX. 

%  Foolifhand  vain,  I  wentaftray, 

Ere  1  had  felt  thy  fcourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  guide,  and  loft  rny  way; 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 
Ver.  71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 

For  pride  is  apt  to  life  and  fweii; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  ftroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  ftatutes  well. 
Vrr.  72. 

4  The  law  that  iflues  from  thv  mouth 

Shall  raife  my  cheerful  paflions  more 
Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  fouth, 
Or  richeft  hills  of  golden  ore. 
Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 

Thy  fpirit  form'd  my  foul  within : 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  death  and  fin. 
Ver.  74. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 

At  my  falvatioR  (hall  rejoice  ; 
For  I  have  trufted  in  thy  werd, 
And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice; 

PSALM  1 30.     Common  Metre. 

Cctxplaint  of  quarrelfome  r.eigbbsrs  ;  or,  A  devout 
nvijh  for  p 

1  '"THOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  bleft, 
A     Pity  my  fuff'ring  itate; 
When  wilt  thou  let  my  foul  at  reft, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit: 

a  Hard  lot  of  mine!  my  days  are  caft 
Among  the  fons  of  ft  rife, 
Whofe  never-ceafing  quarrels  wafte 
My  golden  hours  cf  life. 


psalm  exxr.         %$\ 

*  Oh  might  T  fly  to  change  my  place* 
How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 
In  forae  wide  ionefome  wildernefs, 
And  leave  thefe  gates  of  hell? 
4  Peace  is  the  bieffingthat  I  feek, 
How  lovely  are  its  charm? ! 
I  am  for  peace,  but  when  I  fpeak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 
j  New  paeons  ftijl  their  foals  engage, 
And  keep  their  malice  llrong : 
What  (hall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue! 
6  Should  burning  arrows  finite  thee  through 
Strict  juftke  would  approve; 
But  I  would  rather  fpare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM    121.     Long  Metre, 
Divine  protection. 
i  T  TP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes,      \ 
U   TV  eternal  hills  be  vend  the  ikies; 
Thence  all  her  help  royibul  derives; 
There  my  almighty  refuge  lives. 

3  He  lives— the  eve.rlafling  Gsd, 

That  built  the  world,  that  fpread  the  Hood; 
The  heav'ns,  with  all  their  hod,  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 
*  He  guides  cur  feet,  he  guards  our  way; 
Hisliioiningimiles  adorn  the  day: 
Ps  {preach  the  ev'nirg  veil,  and  keeps 
The  lilent  hours  while  Ifrael  Ileeps. 

4  Ifrael,  a  name  divinely  bleft. 
May  rife  fecure,  lecarely  reft; 
1'hy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  fiftmbcr,  nor  furpnie. 

H  2 


;;>2         .  P  S  A  L  M    QXX% 

5  No  fun  fliall  fmite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon  with  hckly  ray 
Shall  blaft  thy  couch ;  no  baleful  liar 
Harts  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  (halt  go,  and  ftiil  return  ; 
Safe  in  the  ford  !  b*s  heavily  cars 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  fiiare. 

7  On  thee,  fotd  foirits  have  no  power  j 
And  in  I  ing  hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  b-;ar  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

P  S  A  L  M  1 2  f .     Common  Metre, 
Prefcrvation  by  day  and  flight, 
1  HP^heav'n  *  W*  roy  waiting  eyes, 
i    There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  : 
The  Lord  (that  built  the  earth  and  fkies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

a  Their  fledfalt  feet  (hall  never 
Whom  he  defigrrs  to  keep  ; 
His  car  attends  thefoftefl  ca'll  ; 
His  eyes  caa  never  fieap. 

3  He  will  fuftam  owr  weakefl  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  moil  unguarded  hour- 
Agaiufl  furprifing  harm. 

4  Ifraei,  rejoice,  and  reft  feenre,  « 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  : 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  fcorchinq  fun,  nor  fakJy  moon 

Shall  have  its  leave  to  fmite  : 
He  fhields  thy  head  from  burning  noon  — 
From  blafting  damps  at  night.    - 


PSALM     CXXL  2^ 

6  He  surds  thy  foul-he  keeps  thy  breath, 
Where  thickeft  dangers  com-  ; 
Go  and  return,  (ecure  from  deafen* 
Till  God  commands  thee  fcqmv. 

PSALM  ft*.  As  the  H&h  Ffalm. 


j  j-rpWAKDJ Ihtt 
fcj    I  -  o  rr  ■ 

the 

l   »ii5U.-i  y  - 

ty  :i-'-  ja  *■" 

To  which  I 

flyi 

'* 

His  grace  is 

nigh 

In  e?ery 

hour  a 

, 

?-.<■  ■  •"-  :-    *    T~Xi\ 

mfc, 

A^d  fail  in  fat 

at  foar 

ar  d  an 

finite 

-,,:  nie  r 

rem  m 

y  fears. 

Thole  w 

eyes, 

That  never 

ileep, 

Shall  liVaei 

keep, 

v     Whefi^aogerS 

I  ue» 

Nor  bla#3  d 

iby.da 

? eveni 

ng  air, 

Shall  Sake  my  he; 
If  Go d  be  $ 

alii)  av> 

ith  me 

there : 

Thou  a 

rt  ftiy  iun, 

And  thou  my  lhade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  nooR. 
a  Haft  thou  not  given  thy  word 

To  iave  my  fool  from  death  i 
And  I  can  truft  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breads  j 


S64  PSALM     CXXIi. 

I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 

Thou  call  me  home. 

PSALM   121.     Common  Metre. 

ding  t§  church. 

i  TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
XJ.  My  friends  devoutly  fay, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  a!!  appear, 
**  And  keep  the  foemn  day." 

*  I  love  the  gates,  I  love  the  road; 
The  church,  sdorn  d  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  (hew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joy  unksown, 

The  holy  t/ibes  repair; 
The  Sen  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  lies  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  cur  praifes  and  complaints.; 

And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  iinaers  from  the  faints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  place, 

And  joy  a  con/rant  gueft! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavnly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  bleft! 

6  My  flefh  :b;M  pray  for  Zion  itill, 

While  lire  or  breath  remains ; 
There  my  beft  friends,  my  kindred  dwel# 
There  God  my  Saviour  reikis. 


PSALM    CXXII.  265 

PSALM  i2z.    Proper  tune. 
Going,  to  church. 
t  TTOW  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I, 
**  To  hear  the  people  cry,      ^ 
c<  Come,  let  us  feck  our  God  to-day !' 
Yes— with  a  cheerful  zeal 
We  haft e. to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  ?bws  and  honors  pay. 
a  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn 'd  with  wondrous  grace, 
And  walls  of  ihength  embrace  thee  round: 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray, and  priife,  and  hear 
The  facred  gofpel's  joyful  iound. 
3  There  David's  greater  Son 
°  Has  fix'd  his  royal  tb  one; 
He  fits  for  ferae  £  there: 


4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 

}oy  within  thee  wait 
To  blefs  the"  foul  of  every  gueft : 

The  man  that '.  sacej 

And  wiihes  thirie  increai 
A  thousand  bleflings  en  him  rait. 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"  Peace  to  this  (acred  bouie! 

"  For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell: 
"  And  fmce  my  glorious  God 
"  Makes  thee  his  bleft  abode,  : 
I  foul  lhall  ever  iove  thee  well.' 

Rhtat  tfo  Ajhjanza  to  complete  the  tune. 


2«      ?SALM  CXXIU.— CXXIT. 

P  SJL  M    i2j.     Conmon  Metre. 

Pleading  ■-  Wimti 

i  £"\  THOU  wfcofe  grace  and  jufiice  rei^n, 
Enthron'dabore.  tjie  fkies,- 
To  thee  our  hearts  v  their  pain, 

To  thee  we  lift  c»r  eyes. 

s  As  fervants  watch  their  niafter*s  hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  ftrok®  ; 
Or  maids  before  tb  I  s  :■!, 

And  wait  a  pt 

g  So  for  our  fin 5  wt         '    feel 

Thy  dlfcipiinc,  O  God  ; 
Yet  'lent  full, 

'Till  thou  remove  the  r 

4  7  hoi  live, 

c 

And  r!;y  .'.  r  gire 

Erefli  con  rage  . 

5  Oar  foes  V;pe 

In  th 
This  thought  upi 

That  God  will  not 

'  P  S  J  L  M    i  -24.     Common  Metre. 

3t  TTAD  not  the  God  o^tiarh  and  lovs, 
JL~  1 

Pifplay'd  his  ..  fr  >m  above, 

A n d  cr u I "h'd  u  ing  foe s ; 

a  Their  armies,  like  a  raging  flood, 
Had  fwept  the  guard iefs  land, 
Deitroy'd  on  earth  his  bieft  abode, 
And  'whelin'd  oar  feeble  band.' 


PSALM    cxxr.  2S7 

r  guifafc-bea *th  hi*  fprewiing  ilvleld 
'        ftis&Bsfecoiely  reft, 
Defy  the  dangers  of  the  «-•**» 
And  bare  the  frarleCs  breafl. 
a  &nd  sow  err  foul*  (hWtileft  the  Lord; 

Who  fV'o  us  ^oni  thfe  *nard  nog  lwoid, 
Asd  eaade  our  Lives  his  care. 
r  Our  help  ism  Jehovah's  name, 
5       Who  form  \i  the  heav'ns  aWf.ve  Y 
Qitbttfai  wa-Wf^ 

Can  guard  hisosu'.rchoy  ;rfe. 
P  S  A  L  M  1*5;     Common  Metre. 


*t 


.    .  .' 
a   *r  lot  wa 


*n: 


:h  fouls  fin  cere, 
0  on 


Tlxat  tJbe  old  ferpect  0re>v 


ays 


hmifirfctoJieH 

Shall  frnke  his  JolTwfcrs  t&©« 


i-6S    PSALM    CXXV.  CXXVL 

P  S  A  L  M  125.     Short  Metre. 

The  faint's  trial  and  fafety  ;  or,  Moderated  *f> 

Jliccion. 
1  "pIRM  and  unmoy'd  are  tfeey 
A     That<reft  their  fouls  on  God; 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  clwek> 
Or  where  the  ark  abode, 
a  As  mountains  flood  to  gvmrd 
'J  he  pity's  fecred  ground, 
So  God  and  his  almighty  lore 
Embrace  his  faints  around- 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

^  Drop  a  chaftifmg  ftroke, 
Yet,  left  it  wound  their  fcuis  too  dte?, 
Its  fary  /hall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gentle,  Lord,  with  tftofe 

Whole  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whcfe  hope  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace* 

Proclaim  'their  hearts  fincere." 
3  Nor  mall  the  tyrant's  ra 

Too  long  opprefs  the  faint  % 
The  Gcc!  of  Ifrael  will  fup port 

His  children,  left  they  faint, 
t  But  if  cur  ihviih  t 

Will  chn(e*the  road  to  heff, 
We  muft  expecT:  our  portion  there, 

Whei  e  bolder  finners  dwell. 

P  S  A  L  M  ia6.    Long  Metre. 

Surprijing  deliverance. 

1  WHEN  G°d  re&Qr,d  our  captive  ftate, 

Joy  was  our  long,  and  grace  our  them:; 
The  grace  b;yond  tur  hopes  fo  great. 
That  joy  appear'd  a  pleafag  dream. 


PSALM     CXXVL  269 

8  The  {coffer  owns  thy  band,  and  pays 

Unwilling  honors  to  thy  name ; 
While  we  with  pleafure  fhout  thy  praife, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  pioclaim. 

9  When  we  review  our  difmal  fears, 

'Twas  hard  to  think  they'll  vamfu  io; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears. 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow. 
4  The  man  that  in  his  furrow'd  fie  d, 

H13  fcatter'd  feed  with  fadneis  leaves, 
Will  fhout  to  fee  the  harvetl  yield 
A  welcome  load  of  joyful  {heaves. 

PSALM  ia6.    Common  Metre. 

The  joy  tfa  remarkable  converfion;  $r,  MeUz- 
choly  removed. 

1  TI7HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name* 
W     And  changd  my  mournful  ftate, 
My  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafant  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  fo  great. 

a  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  contefs;  _ 

My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  {trains, 
And  fung  furprifing  grace. 
*  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbors  cry'd* 
And  own'd  the  pew'r  divine: 
"  Gieatis  the  work,"  my  heart  reply'd, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  ca»  clear  the  darkeft  fides, 
Can  give  us  day  for  night; 
Make  drops  ofiacred  iorrow  rife 
To  rivers  of  delight. 


27d  PSAL  M    CXXVII. 

5  Let  thofethat  fow  in  fadaeft  wait 

'Till  the  feir  barfeft  come; 
They  flu  tre  grea|, 

Acd  (hoiit  -^  home.. 

6  Though  feed  lie  bury 'HiotfJI  in  duft, 

It  fhar>Vt  deceive  their  ho 
The  pi%ciofls  grain  can  ne'er  be  loft, 
For  grace  inlures  the  crop. 

P  S  J  L  M  i  ij.  Long  Metre. 

Tfo  £/<$*;;£  9f  God  on  the  huftnffs  aim  comforts  ef 

/iff. 

1  TF  Go^  ^cce"d  n^>  aii  the  coft 
A  And  pains  to  build  the  houfc  are  loll  j 
If  God  the  city  will  noc  kee» 
'Hie  watchful  guards  as  well  may  fleep. 

*  What  though  We  rifebdfepe  the  ton, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done, 
Careful  andfparing  eat  onr  bread, 
Tolhun  that  poverty  we  dread. 

3  'Tisall  in  vain,  'till  God  hath  bk£'d  ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  g>e  us  reft; 
Ofl  God,  cur  ioTVci^n^iJl  depends 
Oar  joy  in  chiidrea  and  in  fri   • 

4  H?npr  the  rrt^ii  to  whom" he  fends 
Qbe&icm  children,  fait  hf  hi  fri 
Sowfweet  oir  daily  comforts  prove 
Wins  they  tre  frafrn'd  with  his  love  ! 

P  S  A  L  M  137.  Common  Metre. 
Godtltin 
1  TFGod  tohoiid  th>  houfe  d 
The  Huildrrs  '.voik  in  *2in  ; 
And  to*:;*,  without  his  ^>»*tefal  eye, 
An  afeiefo  watch  a:amtiirt. 


! 


PSALM     OXXVITI.        tft 

a  B*f»reth*  morning  btamtf*fife, 
year  f  atafol  *»rk.  re*c^, 
A»dtiHtbclb^afce»dtfe<fkie8 
Your  tircfome  toil  puriu?  : 
-  sitort  ke  your  fleej>  an<!  cotrfc  yaar  fere  ; 
In  »»»,  7ti{!-  God  hat  Wcit  a ; 
IBat  if  hir'6i3e«  tttetid  yoor  care, 
i\.€  featl  hare  food  and  re£ 
4.  Nor  children  retntifft,  nor  fneid*, 
'  re^i  ble&ftga  profe»f 
Nor  ail  the  earthty  jof  i  he  fends, 
if  tent  without  his  lore. 

TSALM   US.     Common  M«tre. 
i^wsf/jr  bkjfings* 
i  /~\  HAFPYfn*s.'*^re  fod  iffli'd 
VJ  W«h*eai-i*d -  rer'rend  «**  ! 
H  «  r«p*  to  God  their  honors  f$4.3 
His  htc  *dcrns  the  l*W> 

a  A  cirertt*  presence  (haH  flat d 
And  ^erfceard  thy  hea<!--  j 
Sh«H  os  the  kboTi  of  tb?  hins 
Its  kiodly  btefiggs  &W- 

2  Tfev  wife  Audi  be  a  frukfrl  tlae ; 
Thy  children  fopnd  iky  b<5*rd, 
?«ch  like  aplast  of  honor,  fhtne, 
Afi3  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 
A  The  Lord  fhal!  thy  beft  hopes  teW, 
For  months  and' years  to  come  ; 
The  Lord  who  dwells  on  rL\m  «  hifi 
Shatl  fend  thee  blejihgs  home. 
5  Ths  b  ihe  man  whofe  happy  eyes 
Shall  fee  his  honfe  iocreafe, 
.  $hal!  fee  ihe  0n>tng  church  anfe, 
J  hen  leave >he  world  ro  peac* 


-72  PSALM    CXJtIX. 

PSALM  129.    Common  Metre. 

Perfecutors  puniftsed. 
1  T  TP  from  my  youth,  may  Ifrael  fay, 
v-'    Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  rears; 
My  griefs  were  confiant  as  the  day, 
Artd  tedious  as  the  years. 
a  Up  from  mv  youth  I  bore  the  rape 
Ofallthcfonsofftrifej 
Oft  they  afFail'd  my  riper  age, 
But  God  prefervM  my  life. 

3  O'er  ali  my  frame  their  cruel  dart 

Its  painful  wounds  imprefs'd; 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  fainting  heart, 
Nor  let  my  forrows  reft. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

And,  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchiefs  they  had  done, 
1  hen  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infolence  furrris'd 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll ! 
And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  feiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  foul. 
i  Thus  mail  the  men  that  hate  the  faints 
Be  blafted  from  the  fky  ; 
Thar  glory  fades,  rJ><Hr  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  profpecls  die. 
C7  What  rhoogh  they  flourifh  tail  and  fair, 
They  have  no  root  beneath ; 
Their  growth  fhall  perifh  in  defpair, 
And  lie  defpis  d  in  death.] 
[8  So  corn  that  on  the  houfe-top  flands, 
No  hope  of  harveft  gives ; 
The  reaper  ne'er  fhall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  meaves.  \ 


PSALM    CXXX.  2/3 

P  S  A  L  M  13®.    Common  Metre. 

Pardoning  grace. 

1  /^UT  of  the  deeps  of  longdiftrefs, 
\J  The  border s  of  defpair, 
- 1  lent  my  cries  to  leek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 
z  Great  God,  mould  thy  feverer  eye, 
Arid  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flefti  could  ftand. 
3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 
lor  crimes  of  high  decree;  -.- 

Thy  Son  hath  bought  them  with  Ins  oiood 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 
£4  I  wait  for  thy  faivation,  Lord, 
With  ftrong  delires  I  wait; 
My  foul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 
[5  Jaft  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
~Lcng  for  the  morning  Ikies, 
Watch  the  firft  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes; 

4  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  th,ey, 
Meets  the  nrft  openings  of  thy  face, 

And  finds  a  brighter  day.] 
7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifrael  truft, 

Let  Ifrael  feel:  his  face; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  jufl, 

A. id  plenteous  is  his  grace. 

5  There's  lull  redemption  at  his  throne 

For  fmners  long  enpav'd; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son, 
And  Ifrael  fhafl  be  iav'd. 


2;4        PS  A  L  M    CXXX.  CXXXL 

P  S  J  L  M  130.  L*?ig  Metre. 
PMrdoKiKg  gn$tg. 
1  JT5-0M^«ep  4iftri  !thou$t5, 

_  To  thTe,  my  Gad,  I  ra/*?d  my  cries  : 
l  ton  ftver«[y  niark  our  faliJ  ♦, 
l«4h  can  liana"  a'tTpr*  thine  ayesv 
*  gut  r.hon  kaft  built  thy  throne  or~  gr;c» 
Free  to  difpen'fc  thy  par.  , 

That  fanners  q  acbjhyJace, 

Aaa  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear, 
I  As  the  !; 

Aadloagand  Ly— 

aits  jny  E  ul  before  tj 
Whenwi!  •? 

4  Mytruitish  thy  word, 
Nor  thai  i 

Let  mourning 

And  find  relief  from  alt  their  pain. 

5  Great  is  his  Jove,  ,  ;.is  prace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  hi?  Son  : 
Returns  6ur  feet  from  finfal  ways, 

■  pardons  what  on*  hands  have  .' 

PSALM  T3T.  Common  Metre. 
Humility  andfuhwi 
1  TS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
-*■  Search,  gracious  God,  and  fee  ; 
Or  do  I  acl  a  haughty  part£ 
jiQtjdjJt  appeai 

1  I  charge. my  thoughts,  be  humble  (Ufl, 
And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Conteat,  toy  Father,  with  thy  . 

And  peaceful  as  a  child. 


■aiwn 


halm   exxxn.        27 

3  The  pnti-nt  foul,  the  lowly  mi»d, 

Shall  have  4  large*  reward: 

Let  faint*  «a  fbfro*  He  reiign'd, 

And  trull  a  faithful  Lord. 

PULMiy-  Ver.5, .13—  k 

dttkefittktncni  (if  a  chunk;  or,  The 
cj  a  niinijter. 

1  WT"^^?  ^a'!  we  S° l0  ^e"  31^  ^!:^ 
**    An  habitation  for  our  G 
A  dwelling  ior  the  eternal  «ub$.        ^ 
-  lon&the  fons  of  flefh  and  buSoa  '. 
%  The  Godiof  Jacob  chcfe  the  hill 
,i  -«  •;  :■:  his  aactent  rett ; 
An  :  b  dwelling  mxh 

v  ch  h*s  prefence  bkfs  d. 

3  «  Herd  will  fi*  roy  gracious  throne,  j 
J       h-And  reign  torcver,'»iHithth?  Lord; 
"  f-I-i e  foail  roy  pow'r  ar : 


An 


Ui 


tflttl 

?  dc 


"Sinner*  that  wait  before  my  door, 
k<  With  fweet  proviuons  'Kali  be  ten* 
2  "  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloath'd  with  &izc; 
«*  My  priefh,  rry  nimifters; fliailAme :     , 
<«  :  rr  bis  coftly  drefs, 

"  A  >pears  fo  glorious  And  diving* 
4  ^^Theiaittts,  unable  to  contain 

"  Xbeif  inward  joys»  Ml  flxout  aiid  ling  ; , 
"The  Son  of  David  herefhall  reig»V 
**  And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King.'* 
I ~i  Jef  fee  a  nurn'rous  iced 

1    \  ,  e  uphold  his  v  briovis  name ; 

Hi?  crown  &a*l  rlourithonlns  head, 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloath'd  with  (name.  | 


276  PSALM    CXXXII. 

PSJLMiiz.  Ver.4,5, 7,2,15 — 17.  Com. Metre. 

A  church  ejlal 

1   p  VTO  fleep  nor  (lumbers  to  his  1 
L  f  ^»    Good  David  would  aiford, 
'Till  he  Iiarl  found  below  the  fl 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 
»  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 
His  ark  was  fettled  there: 
And  there  th'afTembled  nation  came 
To  worfhip  thrice  a  year. 

3  We  trace  no  more  thofe  toilfom*  ways. 

Nor  wander  far  a'toroad; 
Where'er  thy  people  meet  for  praifc, 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God.] 

PAUSE. 

4  Arife,  O  Kiag  of  grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo!  thy  church  waits  with  lor 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blefs'd. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Cculd  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  tows, 

Here  lee  thy  praife  be  ipread ; 
Bids  the-  of  thy  houfe, 

And  fill  thy  poor  with  b-  - 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  anointe  i  fhine; 
Juftice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  powV  divine. 
3  Here  let  him  hold  a  lafting  throne., 
And,  as  his  kingdom  pr 
Frefh  honors  mall  adorn  r 
And  ihame  confound  his 


?SALM    CXXXIIL  ?77 

JP  S  A  L  M  133.    Cemmon  Metre* 
Brotherly  love. 
1  T    O!  what  an  entertaining  fight 
X-j  1  hole  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whofe  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite. 
Of  harmony  and  love : 
a  Where  ftreams  of  blip,  from  Chrift  the  fpring* 
Defccnd  to  ev'ry  foul, 
And  heav'nly  peace,  withbaJmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 
5  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  fv/eet 
On  Aaron's  rev'rcnd  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfam'd  his  feet* 
And  o'er  his  garments  fpread. 
4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  morning  dews 
That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
While  God  his  rnildeft  glory  /hews* 
And  makes  his  grace  diftii. 

P  S  A  L  M  133.    Short  Metre. 
Comnmnien  of  faints:  or,  Love  and  wsrjbip  in  * 

family. 
1  "D  LESS'B  are  the  fens  of  peace, 
XJ  Whole  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  defigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 
a  Blefs'd  is  the  pious  houfe 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet; 
Their  fongs  of  praiie,  their  mingled  VOWS 
Make  their  communion  fweet. 
3  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  ipread, 
And  pleaiure  fill'd  the  room, 

H3 


278      PSALM  CXXXIII.  CXXXIW 

4  Thus  on  the  heatf'nly  bills 

The  faint?  are  blefsM  above, 
Whei  e  joy ,  Use  morning  dew,  diflils, 

And  ail  the  air  is  love. 

P  S  A  I  M   135.   ,  As  the  i«id  Ffakn. 

The  Ikjjhigsofjrlmdjhip. 

1  TJ  OW  pleafant  V.s  to  fee 
ITx  Kindred  and  friends  agree, 
Each  in  his  proper  Nation  mow, 

.And  each  fulfil  his  pad 
With  fympa*hi(i*g  hqarr, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love. 

2  'Tis  like  an  ointment  feed 

On  Aaron's  lacred  I 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fa 

The  oil  through  ail  the  room 

Diffusa  a  choice  p 
Ran  thro'  his  robes  and  bkfs'd  hU 

3  Like  fruitful  (bowers  of  rain 

That  wait-fall  the  plain* 
Defcending  from  the  nejghbortng  hiils  J 

Such  Ttr 

Thro  115.1  ev'ry  fri 
Where  lore,  likehe^v'hjy  dfW,di&H*. 

Repeat  the  fitfJfW  ft  &»#¥*&■ 

jP    $  J  If   M    15;. 

Ddffy  at 

1  \7"Ethat  obey  th'  hiim« 
i    Attend  hi 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  pow'fr 
And  blei's  his  wondrous  grace 


ligjfit, 

on  l.::.i 
Raife  ^i";'  ^ughis  l>j  P 

rryihy. 
,  The  '  ;nchetr:oi:r!:en'ts 

$aicVo:.ng  Rrace; 
The  (  ,  thft&iftr  nsanroadj 

Aad  rules  Lhc  fwclMfig  ftas. 

ri'AtM  rJS«  v—  *T^  H'  *9~~ 2I% 

Firillfe.  long  Metre. 

T&  church  h  God's  \ :■■:■■  end  cart '> 

r  TVV  -  6rdi  e&alt  *^3  name, 

JT  \1  his  earthly  ctJ urts  ye  wait, 
yfifa;  houie  b€lof>gi 

q,  2  athiigate. 

a  Pra'ifey^  the  Lord,  is  good; 

•»v  mploy ; 

]|Va??  be  chcle  of  old 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  jay. 
s  The  Lord  hirnfelf  will  jo'flge bis &t«ts$ 
i-;ie  treats  hrs  Servants  as  his  friends  ; 
And  when  he  hears  their  Tore  complaints. 
Repents  the  farrows  that  he  fends-. 

4  Through  eij'ry  age  the  Lord  declare? 

His  namej  and  breaks  th'  oppreiior  s  ro«  ;. 
He  gives  his  differing  fervaitU  reft, 
And  will  he  known  th*  Almighty  God. 

5  Bleis  ye  die  Lord ,  who  tafte  hb  lore, 

Peop!«  and  priells  exalt  his  name  : 
Amongfl  his  faints  he  ever  dwells  ; 
Uk  chinch  is  his  Jeruiaiera. 


£S6  HALM    CXXXV. 

PSALMizs.  Ver.  5—11.  Second  part. 
^The  <u)9rks  of  creation,  providence,  redemption  of 

Ifrael,  and  defirutlion  of  enemies. 
r  jQREAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 

Above  all  powers  and  every  throne; 
Whate'er  he  pleafe  in  earth  and  fea, 
Or  heav'n,  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 
£  At  his  command  the  vapours  rile, 

The  lightnings  rlafh,  the  thunders  loar  i 
fie  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
And  tempeft  from  bis  airy  ftore. 

3  'Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  rokens  fent> 

O  Egypt,  thro'  thy  ftulborn  land; 
When  all  thy  firft-born,  beads  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nartions,  mighty  kings, 

He  flew,  and  their  whole  country  gave> 
To  Ifrael,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  flave. 

5  His  power  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace* 

That  faves  us  from  the  hofrs  of  hell : 
And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  pofTefs, 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  angtls  fell. 


. 


P  S  A  L  M  135.    Common  Metre-. 

Praifes  due  to  God,  not  to  idols. 

AWAKE,  ye  faints,  to  praife  your  King* 
Your  fweeteft  paflions  raife; 
Your  pious  pieafure,  while  you  ling, 
Jncreafing  with  the  praife. 
&  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  works  unknown 
Are  his  divine  employ: 
But  ftiil  his  faints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treafure  and  his  joy* 


psalm  ftxxxvi.       Hi 

£  Heav'n,  earth,  and  feacoofefs  his  hand; 
He  bids  the  vapours  rife  ! 
Lightning  and  ftorm  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  founding  feies, 
4  h\\  pow'r  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim'4 
'is  found  with  him  alone ; 
But  heathen  gods  Humid  ne  er  be  nam  d 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 
5  Which  of  the  ilocks  and  ftones  they  trull 
Can  give  there .ihowers  of  rain? 
In  vain  they  worfhip  ghtt'rmg  duiti 
And  pray,  to  God  in  ram. 
f6  Theijeg^ds  have  -echkfs  prove, 

Such  as  thei 
Thei  to  move, 

Nor  ha*  .- :wer  toiave. 

?  Blind  are  their  eye  s5  their  ears  ^re  deaf, 
Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray,*, 
Metals,  that  wait  tor  their  veto    » 
"Are  blind  1«M 

J  Ye  nations,  know  the  living  God, 
Serve  him      I  hand  rears. 

H*  make;  :>de» 

And  claims  your  honors  there. 

f  SALM  136.     Common  Metre* 

Ms  wndcrs  Afcreatim  providence,  redsmptlm 
*flfr*eU  and J'divaiion  ef  bis  psspte. 

s  /MV^thaskt  Vreign  Lord* 

^  ■  gis  mercies  '?/ 

And  b^the-King  6:  -Oi  d^ 

<  His  truth  is  ever  fare.' 
H  4- 


2*2  PSALM     CXXXX1. 

a  What  wonders  hath  his  wlfdom  done? 
l  Bwv  mighty  is  Ids  hari 
Heav  n,  earth  an;?  fea,  he  framed  alone  : 
^     bow  Wide  is  h  -  i  ] 

3  The  fun  fupplies  I  ^  . 

ilowbrjjvhr  his  counts  ihigel 
i  he  moon  and  ftars  adoi  &t: 

"  His  works  are  »     ° 

[4  He  ftruck 

**  How  dreadful  is 
-And  thence,  with  joy,  his  people  kd  j 
How  gracious  is  our  Cod  !  » 
j  Re  del 

"His  arm  is  jc 
Ana  Rare  the  |  through  : 

'•  His1  pow'r  and  grace  unite." 

6  But  Ph"raoh's  army  there  '.edrown'd  ; 

lliowgloric  ^y.» 

Ar7>-  rtgrodndl 

J&ernal  hetm 

7  Gr<fai-I?0G.arch  •  f*,J  bea-!th  * **nd ; 

„  ".  Victorious  is  his  Ave 
While  .Mrac!  ^  tie  promis'd  land  ; 
■f  Andraithfulishis  wori 
S  He  law  (he  nations  dead  in  fin; 
"  He  felt  his  pity  move  ;,s 
How  fad  the  ftar«  die  world  was  in  ! 
v  How  be  ,as  Lis  luve!" 

•  He  fent  tolave  us  :  ,  0e  j 

"  His  goodneis  neverJaila  ;" 
from  d.  'ry  foe; 

"  And  Aid  his  grace  prevails/* 
10  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  heav'nly  king.; 
"  Hi3  mercies  ftiJl  endure  :" 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praiies  fing; 
"  fiil  truth  is  ever  lure." 


PSALM     CXXXVI.         ^5 

PSALM  136.  As 'he  i-4«th  Pililm. 

i  f^  lVEthapks  to  God  hioft  high, 
\y  The  onfver&i  Lord  ; 


The  foTereign  King  of  ^mgs; 
And  he  his  grace  ador'd. 

'•  His  pow'rand  grace 
**  Are  ftill  the  fame  ; 
M  And  Jet  his  ::an:c 


%  Sow  rBTgntyfS  fits  nana  i 
Wfaatwoodtftel  lent! 

HeTormMthe.ea!  h  audi 

Aaiii  ipread  the-;h)eav~?ns  •tlD'Ob. 

'•Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
"^atfiftUj endure; 
'*  And  ever  fore 

*•  Abides  thy  word." 

3  His  v.'ifdornf:am\.<  the  fhn_ 

T  ,  eroun  ihedaywith  light} 
The  moon  and  t^ink&ng  ftars 

To  cheer  die  darktee  night. 

"  Are  i;;il  theiame> 

"  /-.  nd  let  his  name 

"  Haveendlefs  praife." 

£4  He  fra  jte  the  fml-born  fens, 
The  fh.-w'r  of  Egypt  dead  1 
A^c  thence  his  choien  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

"  Thy  mercy*  Lord, 
"  SLali'ftil'  endure; 
"  And  ever  fure 
"  Abides  thy  word.** 


*8+         PSALM    CXXXVL 

5  Kis  pow'r  and  lifted  rod 

Cleft  the  red-fea  in  two; 
And  for  his  people  made 

A  wondrous  paflage  through. 

*  His  powY  and  grace 
c  Are  ftill  the  fame; 

'  -And  let  his  name 
'  Have  endlefs  praife.' 

6  But  cruel  Pnaraoh  there 

With  all  his  hoft  hedrown'd; 
And  brought  his  Ifraei  fafe 
Through  a  long  defert  ground* 

*  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
6  Shall  ftill  endure; 

*  And  ever  fare 

'  Abides  thy  word.' 

PAUSE, 

lj  The  kfogs  of  Canaan  fell 

Beneath  his  dreadful  hand; 
While  his  own  fervaots  took 
PofTeiTioD  of  their  land. 

*  His  powVand  grace 

*  Are  ftiUthefarae* 
'  And  let  Misname 

*  Have  endlefs  praife.' ] 

t  He  faw  the  nation?  lie 
All  periling  in  fin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  ftate 
The  ruin'd  world  wan  in; 

*  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
'Shall  ftill  endure; 

'  And  ever  fure 
'  Abides  thy  word/ 


psal  m  cxxxvr.      m 

9  Hefenthis  only  Son 

To  fave  o.s  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  fin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 

*  His  pow'r  and  grace 
«  Are  ftill  the  lame; 

*  And  let  his  name, 

*  Have  en  die  is  praife.' 
to  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 

To  God  the  heav'cly  king; 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth 
His  works  and  glory  ling, 

1  Thy  mercy.  Lord, 
'«  Shalf  ftill  endure; 
f  Andev-.-fure 

i  Abides  thy  word.' 

-P  SALM  136.  Abridged.  Long  Metre; 

l  f^WE  to  bUr  God  immortal  praife! 
^  Mercy  and  truth  are  ail  his  ways  ; 

*  Winders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

*  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong.' 
s  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 

The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown : 

*  His  mercies  ever  mail  endure, 

*  When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  mor?., 

3  He  built  the  earth,  tie  fpread  the  Iky, 
And  iix'd  the  ftarry  lights  on  high: 

■  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

*  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong.' 

4  He  fills  the  fun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night: 

'  His  mercies  ever  (hail  endure, 

*  When  funs  and  moons  fhall  mine  no  morev 


2*6         P  S  A  L  M     CXXXVII. 

j  The  Jews  he  free'd  from  Pharaohs  Land, 
An^lbrouoht  them  to  the  prom.is'd  }anj  . 
**  ponders  of  grace  to  God  bth 
"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  long." 

6  He  few  the  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  felt  his  pity  move  within  ! 

"His  mercies  ever  (hail  endure, 

"  When  death  and  (in  (hall  reign  no  more.** 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  power  to  fi 
From  gu\lu  and  caikncfs,  and  * 

f*  Wonders  of  grace  to  Go 
"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  long." 
t  Thro'  this  vain  worid  he  guides  nUI  f*et, 
And  leads  us  to  his  hcav- riy  I 
"  His  mercies  ever  &:■■■ 
"  When  this  vain  world  fhail  be  no  more." 
f  *  t     137. 

TJ.e  Babyjqpian  cap?;i 
z^JONG  the  banks  -!;« current  Hows, 

OurcaptivebaodsinoV 
W-mle  Xfofi's  fall  in  fad  remembrance  rofe, 
Herfricnd.^herchiidrenming'edvv'itathedead. 
3  Thetunelefs  harp, that  once  with  joy  we  iftfung, 
When  praifeemploy'dand  mirthmipir  'd  i 
Jr  moan  ■.;:  .1  frlejjbe  on  the  willows  hunft  ; 
An^grby  !  proLng'd  the  tedious  day. 

3  Tfce  barbarous  f^ants,  to  increafc  the  woe, 

With  tainting  iVoiies  a  fong  of  Zion  -'aim; 
Bid  iacred  praife  in  (trains  melodious  flow, 
Wbilethe  greatjehofoh's  1 

4  Bur  how.inhearh?n  chains  and  tan  Is  unknown, 

Shall  Iliad's  fo»s  a  ibrpof  Zfon  rati*-; 
'Ohaplcfs  Safem,  God's  thionc. 

Thou  land  of  glory,  focred  mount  of  praife  ; 


F  S  A  L  M    CXXXVTII.    '     287 

s  If  e'er  mj  memory  lofe  thy  lovely  name, 
•  '  If  my  cold  heart  neglecd  my  kindred  race, 
Let-due  deftruction  ieize  this  guilty  frame  : 
My  l}and  ihali  periih  and  my  voice  mail  ceafe. 
$  Yet  maP  the  Lord  who  hears  when  Zion  ca  is, 
Q'evcake  her  foes  with  terror  and  diimay, 
Hi*  arm  avenge  h^r  deioiated  waiis, 
And  raiie  h-r  children  1.0  eternal  day. 

PS  A  I  V'  13S. 

Rearing  and 'proving  g-ace. 

j  "\T7ITH  all  my  powers  ofheart  and  tongue 

VV     Til  p.raife  my  Maker  in  my  fong  j 

Angela  lhall  hear  the  notes  I  raiie, 

Approve  the  long,  and  join  the  praife. 
%  Angels  that  make  thy  church  their  eare, 

Shall  wimefs  my  devotk ns  there, 

While  holy  z^ai  direct  ray  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  ikies] 

3  I'll  hng  thy  truth  :?nd  mercy,  Lord  ; 
I'll  Bog  the;  wonder  of  thy  word  ; 

-  svarks  anil  eas^es beloy^ 
So  much  thy  power  and. glory  lhov/. 

4  To  G"d  i  cry'd  when  troubles  rcfe  ; 
He  i  eslr(3  me,  and  fuhvivc!  my  iocs  ; 
He  .hd  mvr lino;  tea- e  control, 

And  drench  di^'us'd  through  all  my  fou.»- 
5  '5  he  God  of  heav'n  maintains  his  irate, 

Fr  j'-vos  op  the  proad  and  kerns  the  great; 

But  horn  this  -..Krone  defcends  to  biela 

Toe  humble  fm's  d<a:  truil  Ids  grace. 
$    A  mid  ft  a  thc.idb.nd  mares  •  ihar-d 

Upheld  an.'  nuarded  by^hy  hand  ; 

1hv\V;i\'U  my  i.v.  -n,  foyj  revive, 
p  my  u\dr<^  faith  alive. 


*S3  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

yt  Grace  will  complete  whate  grace  begl 

To  fave  fromforrows  or  from  fins; 

The  work  that  wifdom  undertakes, 

Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 

PSALM  139.  Firilpart.  Long  Metre 
The  all -feeing  God. 

*  JLC?R^,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  thro? 
rl  hine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view. 

My  nfing  and  my  refling  hours, 

My  heart  and  fiefli  with  all  their  powers,. 
a  My  thoughts  before  they  are  my  own, 

Are  to  my  God  diftinftly  known; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  fpeak, 

Ere  from  my  op'ning  lips  they  break. 
•3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  ftand, 

On  every  fide  I  find  thy  hand; 

Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  iurroianded  ilill  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  and  great! 
What  large  extent!  what  lofty  height? 
My  foul,  with  all  the  powers  I  ^oaft, 
Is  in  theboundiefs  profpect  loth 

5  '  Oh  may  thefe  thoughts  pcfTeis  my  breafh 
'  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  1  reft; 

*  Nor  let  my  weaker  paflions  dare 

*  Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there.' 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

6  Could  I fo  falfe, fo  faithJefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  fervice  3rc1  thy  love, 
"Whsre,  Lord,  could  I  thy  prefence  fliun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 


PSALM     CXXXIX.  2%9 

1  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight, 
^lis  there  thou  dwell'ft  emhron'd  in  light! 
Or  dive  to  hell — there  vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

S  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray 
J  fly  beyond  the  weftern  fea, 
rJ  hy  fwifter  hand  would  raft  arrive, 
.  And  there  a r reft  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  fhoukl  I  try  tofhun  thy  %bt 
Beneath  the  fpreading  veil  of  night, 
Cine  glance  of  thine,  one  pieicing  ray 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day. 

Oh' may  thcfe  thoughts  pbffefs  my  breaft, 
"  Where  er  I  rave,  where'er  I  re.(li 
"  Norie:  niy  weaker  pafficns  dare 
*{  Cocfent  to  fin,  for  God  is  thercv* 

'  PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

ii  The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife, 
No  fcreen  from  thy  all-fearching  eyes; 
Thy  hand  can  feize  thy  foes  as  foon 
Thro'  midnight  fhadcs  as  blazing  npon. 

ii  Midnisht  a»d  noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  thee; 
Not  death  can  hide  what  God  will  fpy, 
And  heil  lies  naked  to  his  eye, 

13  "  Oh  may  thefe  thoughts  poflfefs  my  brea^ 
"  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  ?eti 
"  Nor  let  my  weaker,  naffions  dare 
"  Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there." 
fSJLM  159,  Second  part.  Long  Metre, 
The  imnderful  formation  of  man. 

s  ?rPWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 
A  work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame; 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  mine, 
And  each  proclaims  thy  fkili  divine. 
I 


PSALM     CXXXlX, 

\  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  furvey, 

Which  yet  in  dark  confnfion  lay: 

law'it;  the  daily  growth  th?y  took, 

Forrn'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 
j  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 

And  what  thy  ibv'reign  council  fiani'd, 

The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  hear*, 

Was  copy'd  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  laft,  to  fhew  my  Maker's  name, 
Godftamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame, 
And,  in  fame  unknown  moment  johrd 
The  finihYd  members  of  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  fcec's  cf  thought  began, 
And  all  the  paflioiis  of  the  man, 

Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  ptaiie. 
pause. 

6  Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  age, 
I've  acled  on  life's  bufy  ftage, 

Thy  thoughts  cf  love  to  me  furmpunt 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount, 

7  I  could  furvcy  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  fond  that  makes  the  (Lore, 
Before  my  fwifteft  thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  Thefe  on  my  heart  are  Hill  imprefs'd, 
With  thefe  I  give  my  eyes  toieit ; 
And  at  my  waking  hour  1  find  _ 

God  and  his  love  poiTcis  my  mind. 

PSALM  139.  Third  part.  Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  prof e fed,  and  grace  tried;  or,  The  heart* 

fearch'wg  God. 
j  T\/TY  God,  what  inward  grief]  fee), 

1V1  When  impious  men  tranfgrcls  thy  Will !  . 

I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane 

Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 


PSALM    CXXXIX.  29i 

%  Does  not  my  foul  detefl:  and  hate 
The  fons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 
Thofe  that  oppofe  thy  laws,  and  thee, 
I  count  for  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  fearch  my  foul,  try  every  thought— 
Though  my  own  heart  accufe  me  not 

Of  waJking  in  a  falfe  difguife, 
I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eye?. 

4  Doth  fecret  mifchief  lurk  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  fome  unknown  fin  ? 
Oh  !  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  ilray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 
PSALM  139.  Firftpart.  Common  Me tre. 

God  is  evsry  where. 
1  TN  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee, 
A  In  vain  my  iou!  would  try- 
To  (hun  thy  pretence,  Lord,  0;  %e 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

t,  Thy  all- furronnding  fight  ftiiV&ffl 
My  rifing  and  my  reft. 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  fecrets  of  my  bV$aft. 

I  My  thoughts  iie  open  to- the  Lord. 
Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  v/oid, 
He  knows  the  ienie  I  mean. 
.4  Oh!   wondrous  knowledge!  deep  and  high  J 
Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  £  lie, 
Inclos'd  on  evei  y  lide. 
5  So  let  thy  g'.ace  fur  round  me  ftilJ, 
And  U^e  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  foul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  foreign  love. 


29  2  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  where  fliall  guilt  v  fouls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 

7  Should  I  fupprefs  my  vital  breath, 

To  Tcape  thy  wrath  dirine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
And  make  the  grave  reiign. 

8  If,  wing'd  with  heams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  weft, 
Th  v  hand  which  muft  fupport  ray  flight, 
Would  foon  betray  my  reft. 

9  If  o'er  my  fins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
The  flaming  eyes  I  thy  law 

Would  turn  the  fhudes  to  light. 
io  The  beams  of  noon',  the  midnight  hour, 
Are  both  alike  to  thee: — 
Oh!  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flees 

PSALM  139.   Second  part.    Common  Metre. 

The  nvijaom  of  God  in  thefermatien  9  f matt, 
1  YlfHEN  rOv'th  pleafing  wonder,  ftand, 
And  all  my  frame  furvey, 
Lord!  'tie  thy  work— I  own,  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 
a  Thy  hand  ray  heart  and  reihs  pofTefs'd, 
Where  unborn  nature  grew; 
Thy  wifdom  all  my  features  trae'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 
3  Thine  eye  with  niceftcare  furvey'd 
The  growth  of  every  part; 
'Tili^rhe  whole  fcheme  thy  thoughts  had  Jaid> 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  art* 


PSALM     CXXXIX.  CXL.       293 

4  Heav'n,  earth,  and  fea.  and  fire  and  wind. 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  (kill; 
But  I  review  myfoJf,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  ftill. 

5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  fhine, 

My  flefh  proclaims  rhypraife; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

PSALM   139.     Verfe  14—17,  18, 

Third  part.  Commor  Metre. 

The  mtrsiti  of  God  innumerable. 

AN    EVENING   PSALM. 

1  T   ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
A-*  They  ftrike  me  with  furprife; 
Not  all  the  lands  that  ipread  the  ihore, 
To  equal  nur     ers  rife. 
7,  My  flelh  with  fear  and  wonder  ftands, 
The  product  oftnyfkill; 
And  hourly  hieilings  from  thy  hands 
Chy  thoughts  of  Jove  reveal. 
3  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  i  keep; 
How  kind,  how  dear  to  me! 
Oh!  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  fleep 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

PSALM  140.     Common  Metre. 
s  pRO TEG  f  us,  Lord,  from  fatal  harm ! 
•*■    Behold  our  rifing  woes; 
We  truit  alone  thy  powerful  arm, 
To  fcatter  all  our  foes. 
a  Their  tongue  is  like  a  poHbn'd  dart, 
Their  thoughts  arefull  of  guile, 
While  rage  and  carnage  fwell  their  heart, 
They  wear  a  peaceful  frnile. 


?-94  PSALM     CXLI. 

3  OGid  of  grace,  thy  guardian  care. 

When  foes  without  invade, 
Oi  fpread  within  a  deeper  inare, 
Supplies  our  conftant  aid. 

4  Let  falfehood  flee  before  thy  face, 

Thy  Iv^'v'nly  truth  extend, 
All  nations  tafte  thy  heav'uly  grace, 
Aodall  delufion  end. 

5  With  daily  bread  the  poor  fupply  ; 

The  caufe  of  juitice  plead, 
And  be  thy  church  exalted  hi^h, 
With  Chri/l  the  glorious  head. 

PSJL  M  1 4 1 .  Ver.  2—5 .    Long  Metre; 
IVaichfulnsfs  and  brotherly  love, 

A  morning  or  evening  pfalm. 

E  TV/f  Y  Ood,  accept  my  early  vows, 
LVA  Like  morning  incenfe  in  thine  houfe, 
And  let  my  nightly  woifhip  rife 
Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  iacrihee. 

a  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  raih  and  heedlefs  void  ; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  finners  lead. 

3  Oh  may  the  righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  fhed, 
Shall  never  bruife  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  ttrhen  I  behold  them  prefs'd  with  grief, 
1  il  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief; 
And,  by  my  warm  petitions,  prove 
Upw  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 


PSALM     CXLII.  .CLXIII.      295 

PSALM  tjpa     Common  Metre. 
God  is  the  hope  of  the  belplefs. 
1  nrO  God  I  nrnJe-mf  fo«ows  known, 

1  From  God  I  fought  relief; 

In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 

I  pour'd  out  all  my  grjet. 
-  MY  fo«]  was  overwhelm^!  with  woes, 
Mv  heart  began  to  break  ; 
Mv  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
beholds  the  way  I  take. 
u  On  every  fide  I  cs.ft  my  ey!} 
And  found  my  helpers  gone, 
While  friends  and  Grangers  pafs'd  me  by 
Negiecled  or  unknown. 
a  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  cry, 
And  call'd  thy  mercy  near, 
"  Thou  art  my  portion  wher^I  dief 
««  Be  thou  my  refuge  here. 

'   c  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 
Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes,  who  vex  me,  know 
I've  an  almighty  friend. 

6  From  my  fad  prifon  fet  me  free, 
Then  (hall  I  praife  thy  name, 
And  holy  men  (hall  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

PSALM     143.     Long  Metre. 
Complaint  of  heavy  afflictions  in  mind  ami  body. 

2  "fc  fi  Y  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
jyi  Hear,  when  1  fpread  my  hands  aoroau, 
And  cry  for  fuccour  from  thy  throne— 
Oh-!   make  thy  truth  md  mercy  known, 


=9^  PSALM    OCLIII. 

2  Let  judgment  not  againft  me  pafs; 

'     5?    u  -th7-  ferva,?t  pi(;aJs  thY  grace*; 
Should  juihce  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  man  alive  is  guiltlefs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  fee, 
l  he  mighty  foes  that  burthen  me- 
My  wafting  life  draws  near  the  grave; 
Make  bare  thine  arm,  thyfervant  fare. 

4  I  dwell  in  darknefs  and  unfeen: 
My  heart  is  defolate  within; 

My  thoughts  in  mufing  filence  trade 
I  he  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  giimpfe  of  hope, 
Ao  bear  my  finking fpirits  up; 

I  ftfetch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirft  like  parched  land  for  rafih 
€  For  thee  I  thirft,  J  pray,  I  mourn; 
V,  hen  will  thy  failing  face  return? 
!>nall  all  ray  joys  on  earth  remove, 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  iove? 

7  JStfiN'  f,hy  ]on2  dc!aY to  f^e 
Will  link  thy  pns'ner  to  the  grave; 
My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye* 
Make  hafte  to  help  before  I  die. 

*  J.hi  n*£ht  *s  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
Dif.reffing  pains, diftracling  fears  j 
Oh!  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would  my  wearied  powers  rejoice! 

9  In  thee  I  truil,  to  thee  I  figh, 
And  lift  my  wearied  foul  on'  high ; 
For  thee  fit  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tirefome  hours  away. 

I©  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  ihow 
Wie  path  in  which  my  feet  mould  go; 
It  lnares  and  foes  befet  the  road, 
I  See  to  hide  me  near  my  Goth 


PSALM    CXLIV.  -97 

n  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  hill; 
Let  the  good  fpint  of  thy  love 
Coeducl  £i  to  thy  courts  above.         fc 
Si  Then  (ball  my  foul  no  more  complain, 
The  tempter  then  dial]  race  in  vain;       ' 
And  flefh,  and  fin,  my  foes  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  fpint  more. 

PSALM   144.     Verfe  1,  Z*. 
Firil  part.  Common  Metre. 
Affiance  and  vlaory  in  t&ej&itudl warfare. 
j  T70R  ever  bleffed  he  the  Lorcf, 
JF    S?7  Safemr  arid  my  fh  eid: 
He  fends  his  Spirit  With  his  word, 
To  arm  rhetor  the  field; 
a,  When  (in  ?~';  fell  their  force  unite, 
He  r>*';  k  my  foul  his  care; 
Inilrue'  s  rrie  in  the  hea*'nlyfi§hfi 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 
2  A  frie  r  ;  oer  foj 4;?i n e, 

ft»jy  ;">  pes  (hall  raife;  __ 

j_je  ri  •  •  -  v '  H-  v  y  mi  o  e, 

*  Ar.4  h ■-:>  '  e  praife. 

PS.i  :M  144.  Verfe  3,  4,  5,  &• 
Second  part.    Common  Metre. 
77;*  WWtj  of  man,  and  the  mfcfenfion  of  Gee 
j  |-  qv-  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 

*-*  Born  of  the  eahb  at  firft?  < 
Hb  life  a  madow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  haftiog  to  the  daft. 
2  O  what  is  fc  '"';.'  dying  man,s 
Or  alj  his  finfrd  race. 
That  God  ib  ->u  A  make  it  his  concern, 
Toviutki^i  withgTacei 
I  z.     . 


*3P     rbALM     CXLIV.  CXLV. 

5  Th*G*d»  who  darts  his  ^ghtnings  down. 
«r^h°  fhakcs  the  wor,d  above,  ' 

What  terrors  wait  his  awful  frown. 
How  wondrous  is  his  love  ! 

P  SA  L  M  i44.     Verfeia-15. 
Third  part,     Long  Metre" 

H  V?      '  iC  CKy'  whcre  *<&'£«, 
:B-5f!7^«  round  a  palace  fet, 
And  daughters   bright  *s  poiifh'd  ftone,, 
Give  ftrength  and  beauty  to  the  ftatc. 
s  Happy  the  land  m  culture  dreft 

Wr^fcfiucks  and  com  have  large  inereafr  ■ 
Where  men  lecurely  work  or  reftf  * 

Nor  Ions  or  plunder  break  their  reft. 
3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd, 
But  more  divinely  Weft  arc  thofe 
On  whom  the  all-iufficfent  God 
Hirafelf,  with  all  his  grace,  bellows. 

PSALM  ,45.     Long  Metre. 

The  greatnafs,  of  God. 

:  M^.%. W  Kin8>  Ay  various  praife 
Mull  nil  the  remnant  of  my  days  • 

TilLgrauG  er?p,,0V  mV  tumble  tongue*, 
7  ill  death  and  glory  raife  the  fong. 

The  wings  of  ev'ry  hour  mall  bear" 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear; 
And  ey  ry  fetting  fun  Ihall  fee 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 
Thy  truth  and  jufhce  I'll  proclaim  • 
Thy  bounty  flows,  an  endlefs  itream; 
Thy  mercv  fwift,  thine  anger  flow, 
u^  dreadful  to  ;he  ftubborn  foe. 


FSALM    CLXV.  z9y 

Thy  woi ks  with  fov'reign  glory  mine, 
And  fpeak  thy  majefty  divine  ; 
I  et  ev'ry  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  frund  and  honor  or  thy  name. 
Let  diilant  times  and  nations  raife 
The  long  fucceflion  of  thy  ptatte  . 
&nd  unborn  ages  make  my  io-g 
The  joy  and  triamph  of  their  tongue, 
i  But  who  can  foeak  thy  wondrous  dsz5z  ? 
Thv  preatnefs  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  : 
Vaft  and  unfearcbable  ihy  ways, 
Vail  and  immortal  be  thy  pratie. 
P  S  A  L  M    145.    Verfc  1,  7,  \lrr}h 
Eirft  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  greatncfs  of  God. 
1  T    ONO  as  T  live  I'll  blefs  thy  name, 
JLi   My  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 
My  work  and  joy  Siail  be  the  lame 
In  the  bright  world  above- 
%  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown, 
Andlethispraii"ebeg>eat: 
I'll  fing  the  honors  of  his  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  (hall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  j 

And,  while  my  iips  r/j  rice, 
The  men  tfcat  bear  my  Ucred  long, 
Shall  join  their  cheeiful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  fons  (hall  teach  thy  name. 

And  children  learn  thy  ways; 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  found  thy  praife. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thy  heav'nly  flaw, 
With  public  fpiendor  ihown. 


3^  PSALM    CXXV. 

6  The  world  is  mana^/d  by  thy  hands, 
I  hy  faints  are  rul'd  by  Jove: 

AndthmeeternilkJn-ionilhnds, 
I  hoqgh  rocb  and  hilk  remove. 

PSALM    145.     Verie  7,  &Ct 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  go*dn&  qf  Goj. 
I  OWEET  is  the  mem  ry  cf  thy  grace 
O  My  God,  my  heav'nly  King;  ' 

Let  age  to  age  thy  righteoufnefs 
In  founds  of  giory  fing. 
*  God  reigns  en  high,  but  ne'er  confine* 
His  goocnefs'to  the  fides; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  ftine«, 
and  every  want  fuppJies. 
%  With  longing  eyes  thv  creatures  wait 
On  thee  for  daily  f 
Thy  liberal  hand  provide* their  meat. 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compiffions,  Lord ! 

How  flow  thine  anger  mc 
But  foon  he  fends  his  pard'nihg  word 
To  cheer  the  fouls  h«  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endkfs  r . 

Thy  power  a«:d  praife  proclaim; 
But  flints,  that  tar>e  thy  richer  grace, 
Dehght  toblek  thy  name. 


Of. 


PSJLMHS.  ver.  14,  i7>  , 
Third  part.  Common  Metre. 
Mtrcytofufirers;  or,  God  k0arhg  prayer. 

1  L^  ev>  T£ac  thy  2oodnc&  fpeak, 
Thou  fov'reign  Lei  a  of  all ; 
T<>y  ftrenfeth-iiing hands  upheld  ihs  weak-, 
And  raite  the  poor  that  U.\. 


PSALM    CXLVL  3D] 

a  When  forrow  bows  the  fpirit  down, 
Or  virtue  lies  diArefs'd 
Beneath  Tome  proud  opprcffor's  frown, 
Thou  p.iv'it  the  mourners  reil. 
.3  The  Lord  fupports  our  finking  days, 
And  guides  our  giddy  yqurji: 
Holy  and  juil  are  all  his  ways, 
And  ali  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pains  his  fervants  fed9 

He  hears  his  children  cry,' 
And  their  b^fl  wilhes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  (hall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  fihdere; 
He  faves  the  foals  whofe  humble  love 

Is  join'i  with  holy  fear. 
£6  His  itubborn  foes  hisfwcrd  ffiall  flaf, 

And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain; 
B«t  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  iliaii  fay, 

They  fought  his  aid  in  vain .j 
In  My  lips  (hat!  dwell  upon  his  praife, 

And  fpread  his  fame  abroad; 
Le  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raife 

The  honors  of  tneir  God.l 

P  S  A  L  M  E46.  Long  Metre. 
JPr&'tfe  to  G fid  for  bis  goodnefs  and  truth. 

.1  *pRAISEyethe  Lord,  my  heart  fhalljoia 
A     In  work  fo  pleafant,  10  divin«; 
Now  Vihile  the  flefh  is  mine  abode, 
And  whea  ray  foul  afcen-ds  to  God. 
k  mall  employ  my  nobieft  pev/rs, 
le  immortality  endures; 
My  days  of  praife  (hall  nefer  be  pair, 
While  life,  and  the ught»and  being  laib 


302  PSALM     CXLVII. 

3  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ■? 
Princes  mnft  dieand  turn  to  duft  , 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts  all  vinifti  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man,  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  IfraePs  God  :  He  made  the  fky, 
And  earth,  and  Teas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
And  none  ifaall  find  his  promife  vain. 

5  His  truth  forever  ftands  fecure  ; 

He  faves  the  opprefs'd,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 
He  fends  the  lah'ring  confcie^ce  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  reieafe. 

6  The  Lord  to  fight  reftores  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  (inking  mind  ; 
He  helps  the  Granger  in  dirlrcfs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs. 

j  He  loves  the  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 
Tiny  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 
Praife  him  in  everlafting  drains. 

PSALM  14.7.     As  the  113th  Pfalm. 

Praife  to  God  for  his  goodmfs  and  truth. 
1  T'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
A  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  fhali  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
Mv  days'  of  praife  mail  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life,,  and  thought,  and  being,  lafi, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

a  Why  fhoald  I  make  a  man  mv  truft  ? 
Princesmuft  die  and  turn  to  dnft  ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flefh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  powrr, 
And  thoughts,  ail  vanilh  in  an  jipur ; 
Nor  can  they  siake  their  promue  good. 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLVir.  303 

Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifrael's  God  :  He  made  the  fky, 

And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train  : 
His  truth  forever  ftands  fecure  ; 
He  <aves  the  opprefsJd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  (hall  find  his  promife  vain. 
I  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  to  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind ; 

He  fends  the  jabbing  conference  peace : 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  tatherlels, 

And  grants  the  pvis'ner  fweet  releafe. 

5  He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell  ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 
Let  ev'ry  toague,  let  ev'iy  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 

Praife  him  in  everiafting  ftrains. 

6  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath  ; 
And' when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death,  ^ 

Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  : 
Mv  days  of  praife  mail  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life,  and  thoughr,  and  being  lair, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM  147.  Firft  part.  Long  Metre. 
The  divine  native,  providence,,  and  grace. 
1  pRAIS&fe  the  Lord  :  'tis  good  to  raife 
*     Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praife  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

S  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  : 
His  mercy  melts  the  ftubbom  fool, 
And  makes  the  broken  feint  whole, 


3^4  PSALM    CXLVIi. 

5  He  form'd  the  flars,  thofe  beav'nly  flames, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names; 
His  fov'reign  wifdom  knows  no  bound, 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowa'd. 

A  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might, 
And  all  his  glories  infinite; 
He  croivns  the  meek,  rewards  the  jaft, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 

PA  USE. 

S  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  (breads  his  clouds  around  thefky; 
There  he  prcpares.the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  fain. 

t  Me  makes  the  grais  the  hills  acorn, 
And  ciouies  the  fmiling  fields  with  cornx 
The  beafts  with  food  his  handsTupply, 
And  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry. 

1  What  is  the  creature's  flciil  or  fc 
The  vigorous  man,  the  warlike  hone, 
The  fprightly  wit,  the  a&ive  limb, 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

8  Bnt  faints  are  lovely  in  his  G 
Ke  views  his  childrea  with  dc%or; 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  k?j, 
And  finds  and  loves  his  image  there. 

PSALM  147.  Second  part.  Long  Metre. 
Summer  and  nulntir, 
I  T    ET  Zion  praife  the  mighty  Cod, 

■M  And  make  his  honors  known  abroad; 

For  fweet  the  joy  our  fongs  toraife, 

And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praife. 
3  Oucchildren  jive  fecure  and  biefs'd; 

Our  mores  have  peace,  our  citie?  refc ; 

He  feeds  our  fons  with  finefl  wheat, 

And  adds  his  blefiings  to  their  meat. 


PSALM     CXLVII.  3°> 

3  The  changing  feafons  he  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains: 

His  flakes  of  fbdw  like  wool  he  fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringing  corn  defend*. 

4  With  hoary  froft  he  thews  the  ground  j 
His  hail  d  ■  »th  dreadful  iound: 
His  icy  bands  the  rivers  hold, 

And  tenor  arms  his  wintry  cold. 

5  He  bid*  the  warniej:  breezes  blow; 
TheicecHffoIves,  the  waters  flows 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praifc, 

6  Through  all  our  States  his  laws  are  fhowag 
Hisgoipel  through  the  nations  knownj 
He  hath  not  thus  reveai'd  his  word 

To  ev'ry  land— Praife  ye  the  Lord. 
PSALM  147.  Verfe  7—9,  13—18,. 
Common  Metre. 
The  feafons  qf  the  year. 
j  \TTlTH  fongs  and  honor  founding  loud 
VV    ^ddrefs  the  Lord  on  high ; 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  fpreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  fky. 
a  He  fends  his  fhow'rs  of  bleffingdown 
To  cheer  the  plains  below : 
He  makes  the  giafs  the  mountains  crown. 
And  corn  in  vallies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  raven's  cry; 
But  man,  who  taftes  his  finer!  wheat, 
Should  raife  his  honors  high. 

4  His  fteady  counfels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  fhort  his  race, 
Aad  wict'ry  days  appear. 


3o6  PSALM    CXLVIII. 

5  His  hoary  frcft,  his  fleecy  fnow, 

Defcend  and  clothe  the  ground ; 
The  liquid  ftreams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

6  When,  from  his  dreadful  {tores  on  high, 

He  pours  the  founding  hail, 
The  wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 
_7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  fnow, 
The  fields  no  longer  mourn  : 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow; 
And  bids  the  fpring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  fongs  and  honors  founding  loud, 
Praife  ye  thefov'reign  Lord. 

P  S  A  L  M  148.     Proper  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  front  all  creatures* 
J  VE  tribes  cf  *,dam,join 

X    With  hea/n,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
And  offer  notes  dirine 
To  youi  Creator's  praife. 

Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright 
In  world  c  of  light 

Begin  the  fong. 
a  Thou  fun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon,  that  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife, 
With  flars  of  twinkling  light. 

His  pow'r  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air. 


rSAL  M     CXLVIII.  &J 

The  mining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  {land, 
Or  in  fwift  courfes  move 
By  his  fupreme  command. 

Hefpake  the  word, 
£nd  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came, 
To  praife  the  Loid. 
\  He  mo?'d  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  pafitj 
And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  and  nature  laft. 

In  diff'rent  ways 
His  works  proclaim 
tlis  wondrous  name. 

And  fpeak  his  praife. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monfters  of  the  deep, 
The  fifti  that  cleave  the  feas, 
Or  in  their  bofom  fleep, 
From  fea  and  fhoie 
Their  tribute  pay, 
And  ftill  difplay 

Their  Maker's  power. 
6  Ye  vapors,  hail,  and  (how, 

Praife  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord  ; 
And  ftormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  (bine, 
Or  thunders  roar, 
Let  earth  adore 

His  hand  divine. 
?  Ye  mountains  near  the  fides, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize, 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  5 


$o%  PSALM     CXLVIIJT. 

Beads,  wild  and  tame, 
Birds,  Mies  and  worms, 
In  various  forms, 
Exalt  his  name. 
I  Ye  kings,  and  judgei,  fear 

i  he  Lord,  the  fbv'reisn  King- 
And  while  you  rule  us  here 
His  heav'nly  honors  fii 

Nor  let  the  dream  ° 
Ofpow'r  ar.d  ftarc 
Make  you  forpet 

His  powVfupreme. 
9  Virgins  and  youths,  engage 
To  found  his  praife  divine, 
while  infancy  and  age 
Their  feeble  voices  join. 
Wide  as  he  reigns 
His  name  be  fung 
By  ev'ry  tongue 

In  endlefs  {Trains. 
10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
A  nd  makes  them  tafte  bis  love; 

While  earth  and  fky 
Attempt  his  praife; 
His  famts  mail  raife 
His  honors  high. 

PSALM  1 4S.  Paraphrafed.  longMetrfc. 
Univerfal  praife  to  Gtd* 
1  LOUD  nallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

From  diftant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell  • 

\    ?/'n  hegin  thc  fo,emD  wo^, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  hjeJI. 


PSALM     CXLVIII.  309 

The  Lord!  how  abfolute  he  reigns! 

Let  ev'ry  angel  bend  the  knee: 
SipgrOf  his  love  in  heafnly  iirains, 

And  fpeakJiow  fierce  his  terrors  be. 
High  on  a  throne  hts  priories  dttell, 

An  awful  throne  of  tinning  blifs  : 
Flythrou'gh  theworld*  O  fun,  and  tell 

How  dark  thy  beams,  compared  to  his, 
is  ye  terhpefts,  and  his  fame 

In  founds  of  dreadful  praife  declare; 
Ler  ■  :  of  his  name 

Fill  e?;ry  j  .  :eze  of  air. 

Let  clcmd^,  and  wind*,  and  wares  agree 

To  join  their  pralle  with  blazing  fire; 
Let  the  firm  earth,  and  tolling  fea 

In  this  eternal  fbng  confpire. 
Ye  iiow'ry  plains,  proclaim  hisfkiJI; 

Yevallies,  fink  before  his  eye: 
And  let  his  pr aiie  from  ev'ry  hid 

Rife  tuneful  to  the  neighboring  fky. 
Ye  ftubborn  caks,  and  ftately  pincr.j 

Bend  your  high  branches  and  adore: 
Praife  him,  ye  beafts,  in  dirf'rent  drains; 

The  lamb  muftbieat,  the  lion  roar. 
Ye  birds,  his  praife  msft  be  your  'heme, 

Who  form'd  to  foag  your  tuneful  voice- 
While  the  dumb  fifti  rhaccutthe  ftream 

in  his  protecting  care  rejoice. 
Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 

When  nature  all  around  you  lings? 
O!  tor  a  ihout  from  old  and  youiip, 

From  humble  fwains,  and  lofty  kings. 

Wide  as  his  vail  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known: 

cud  as  his  thunder  fhout  his  praife. 

And  found  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 


%ip  PSALM     CXLVIII. 

ii  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  ! 
Oh  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue  ! 
But  faints,  who  heft  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobleit  long. . 
12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  chord  ; 
From  ail  below  and  all  above, 

Sing  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 
Note— This  PJalm  may  kef  wig  to  the  tune  % 
the  old  112th  or  127th  Pfa/m,  if  thejb  tnve  lines  h 
ad  Jed  to  every  ftanzax  viz. 

"  Each  of  his  works  his  name  difplays, 
"  But  they  can  ne'er  complete  the  praife." 
Others  if e  it  may  befung  to  the  ufual  tunes  ofth 
Long  Metre. 

PSALM  igfc     Short  Metre. 

Univerfal  praife. 
1  T    ET  ev'ry  creature  join 
■*-<  To  prafle  the  eternal  God; 
Ye  heav'nly  hofts,  the  long  begin, 
And  found  his  name  abroad. 
7,  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  ftarry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flam*s, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 

3  He  built  thofe  worids  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame  ; 
By  his  command  they  ilaad  or  move. 
And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapors,  when  ye  rife, 

Or  fall  in  fhow  rs  cr  fnow, 
Ye  thunder?,  murm'rinp  round  the  fetes, 
His  pow'r  and  glory  fhow. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  [laming  (ire, 

Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  ftorras  conipirs 
To  execute  his  word. 


PSALM     CXLVIIL  5  it 

&  Bv  all  his  works  above 

Bis  honors  be  exprefs'd  ; 
gut  taints,  that  tafte  his  faving  love, 
Should  fing  his  praifes  b^it. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

jr  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  pra;fe  ; 
Praife  him,  ye  watVy  worlds  below 
And  monfters  of  the  feas. 

5  From  mountains  near  the  fky 

Let  his  high  praife  r;  ii^iin  i—    . 
From  humble  fhrubs,  and  ceaars  high, 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 
9  Ye  liens  cf  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beaiU  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upoTi  his  daily  food, 
'And  he  expects  your  praife. 

io  Ye  birds  ofiofty  wing, 
On  high  his  prai&s  bear, 
Or  fiton  flowery  boughs,  and  img 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

ti  Ye  reptile  myriads,  join 

T'  exalt  his  glorious  name, 
And  fiies,  in  beauteous  forms  thatfnine, 
His  wondrous  Stiil  proclaim. 
li  By  all  the  eartn-bornrace, 
His  honors  be  exprefsM  ; 
But  faints  that  know  his  heav'nly  grace, 
Should  learn  to  praife  him  belt. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

S3  Monarch*  of  wide  command, 
Praiie  ye  th'  eternal  king- 
Judges,  adore  that  fovVeign  hand. 
Whence  all  your  honors  fpring. 


313  PSALM    CXLIX. 

14  Let  vigorous  yot?u:h  engage 

To  found  his  praifes  high; 
Where  growing  babes  with  withering  age 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  mown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raife; 

God  is  the  Lord;  his  name  alone 

Deferves  our  end'efs  praife. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 
But  faints,  tha?  dwell  fo  near  his  heart 
Should  fing  his  praifes  ; 

P  SJ  L  M  149.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  God,  all  his  faints ;  or,  The  faints  judging 

the  <u 
1     A  LLye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
J-\  And  let  ymir  fongs  be  new ;   • 
Amidft  the  church  with  cheerful  voice 
His  'ater  wonders  me-~y. 
a  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  2race, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  fing; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praife, 
While  Zion  owns  her  king. 
%  The  Lord  takes  pleafwre  in  thejwft, 
Whom  finners  treat  with  fcevii  ; 
The  meek,  that  lie  defpis'd  m  duft, 
Salvation  Ihal!  adorn. 

4  Saints  (hall  be  joyful  in  their  king, 

E'en  on  a  dying  bed; 
And  like  the  fouls  in  giory  fing, 
For  God  fiia.ll  raife  the  clead.  * 

5  Then  his  high  praife  (hall  fill  their  tongue^, 

1  Their  hand  ihail  wield  the  fword: 
And  vengeance  fhall  attend  their  &Bg», 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 


PSALM     CL.  313 

6  When  Chrift  his  judgment-feat  afcends, 

And  bids  the  world  appear^ 
Thrones  are  prepaPd  for  all  his  friends, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Then  mall  they  rule  with  iron  rod, 

Nations  thatciar'd  rebel: 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  God, 
■.:  tyrants  doovn'd  to  hell. 
?  The  royal  finners,  bo  end  in  chains, 
>rd: 
Such  hbnoi  far  the  faints  remains — 
Praiie  ye,  and  iove  the  Lord. 

PSALM  150.  V.  ix  z—5.  Common  Metre. 

Afong  of  praife. 
1  TN  God's  own  boufe  pronounce  his  praife, 
J.  His  grace  he  there  reveals; 
To  heav'n  your  joy  and  wonder  raife, 
For  there  his  glory  dwelJjs. 
a  Let  all  your  f?.:  ns  move, 

While  you  rehearfe  his  deeds; 
But  the  great  work  of  faving  love 
Your  higheft  praife  exceeds. 
3  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  blefs'd; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  foul  fhall  praiie  him  bed. 


The  CHRISTIAN DOXOLOGT. 
Long  Metre. 

TO'God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praife,  and  glory  given 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 
x3 


314  TOKOLOGY, 

Common  Metre. 
T    ET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
A-J  And  Spnit  brador'd, 
WJiere  there  are  works  to  make  him  known. 
Of  lamts  to  love  the  Lord, 

Common  IVfetre. 
Where  the  tune  includes  tiuoJJa.Kza;. 
I.— HP  HE  God  o{  mercy  be  adurVi 

Who  calls  pur  faqls  from  death, 
V/ho  laves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
_  And  new-created  breath. 
II.—  r  o  praife  the  Fa*  her,  and  the  Son,  N 
And  Spirit,  al!  divine, 
The  ose  in  three,  and  three  in  one, 
Let  faints 'and  an-els  join. 
bhok  .vieue. 
VE  angels,  round  theth,>one, 
•*     And  faints  that  dweJJ  below, 
Wcrihip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blefs  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the  115th  PfaJm. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  facred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  b; 
Eternal  praife  and  g'ory  giv'n, 
Thro'  all  the  wotJds  where  God  is  known, 
By  ail  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  ail  the  iaints  in  earth  aid  heav'n,. 
As  the  I48th'?fa  m. 
'yO  God  the  Father  s  uirone 
x     Perpetual  honors  raife  5 
Glory  to  pod  the  Son, 

To  God  the  Spirit,  praife  ; 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  fnp, 
While  faith  adores. 

V   I   N   1   S. 


**■*•;*+  +  *  +  v  -k>  *  -4*  *  *  *   h  *  *  v  *  *  " 


A     T    A    B    L    E 

'  fa>  a^j)  r/r.lm  or  Part  of  a  PjM.v>  &  the 
jirj}  Line  in  it. 

PAGE. 

A  T,MfGHTY  ruler  of  the  fk'cr,  20 

-iigl:i:v  O. :(\.  appear  mk\  lave  *  2.5 

Arc  (inners  now  io  ienfclefs  giowu  28 

Arife,  nfy  grWious  :';<>J,  34 

Amid  ft  t  h y  w  rath  r  eme  mbe  r  J  0 ve  7  9 

Are  all  the  Fo^s  •of  Zion  fools,  iij 

Among  th'  a(T:mblies  of  the  great,  1A5 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  166 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  Gods,  17a 

Awake,  my  foal,  to  found  his  praife,  226 

Awake,  ye  faints— To  praife  your  king  1 8.o 

Along  the  banks,  where  Babel's  current  flows,  a86 

Ail  ve  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice  312, 

BLESS'D  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place  5 

Behold  the  lofty  fky  40 

Behold  the  morning  fun  41 

Blefr'd  in  the  man,  forever  blefs'd,  0$ 

Blefs'd  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord  0  7 

Behold  the  love,  the  genVous  love,  7* 

Blefs'd  is  the  man  whofe  breatl  can  move,  85 

B-hold  us,  Lord,  and  let  our  cry  1 13 

Behold,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes  i6» 

Blefs'd  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know  1-/7 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  %6% 

B  'efs,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God,  £$J 

Behold  the  Jure  foundation  flone  242 

Blefs'd  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart,  146 

Behold  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord,  2 5; 3 

Blefs'd  are  the  fons  of  peace,  a ;  / 

CHILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledgeyoung.  7,7 

Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  theXoid,  j  $ 


A    TABLE. 


PAGE. 
194 


Come;  found  his  praife  abr.^nd 
Come,  let  vour  voices  join  to  raife 

Confider  all  myforrows,  Lord  256 

"P\  A  V  ID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  ftren^th  46 

A-^   D  ;ep  in  our  hearts  iet  us  record  140 

1^  A  RL  ?,  my  God,  without  delay  122, 

-*  J  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  201 

"L'OOLS.in  their  hearts,  believe  and  fay  28 
f-     Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright    6 c 

Fai  as  thy  name  if  known  9.', 

From  foes  that  round  us  rife  119 

Father,  f  flng  thy  wondrous  grace  140 
for  ever  fhali  my  long  record                        "  175 

From  age  to  ape  exalt  his  name  221 

From  a!!  that  dwell  below  the  fides  240 

Father,  I  bj.efs  thy  gentle  hand  259 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  268 
From  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts       274 

1'or  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord  297 
/"^  RE  AT  God.  the  heav'n's  well  order'd 

V^            frame  43 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame  $9 

God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down  Sa 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints  93 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  95 

Great  God.  indulge  my  bumble  c!aim  124 

Great  God.  attend  to  my.complaint  126 

God  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King  131 

God  of  my  childhood  and  wv  youth  1 44 

Great  God,  v/hcfe  univerifaj  fway  i45 

God,  my  fupponer  and  mv  hope  148 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Hrael  prove  101 

O/eat  fhepher.d  of  thine  [i  16^ 

Or-. sat  God;  attend,  while  Ziop  fings  16S 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays  173 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  217 


A    TABLE? 

PASS. 

God  of  eternal  lore  *Jf 

Give  thank?  to  Go-},  be  reigns  above  ibid. 

God  of  it  7  mercy  and  my  praife  w 

Great  is  toe  Lord  hi?  works  of  might  %%* 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high  »Js> 

G-:  .2  thanks  to  God,  the  fov'reign  Lord  281 

Give  thanks  to  God  moft  high  aj3 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife  *;5 

HAPPY  the  man  whofe  cautious  feet  s    6 

Help,  Lord ,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  a*  ' 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  *7 

How faStbeir  gttiit  an              'srife  2* 

How  Weft  the  man  to  whom  his  God  *4 

Righ  in  the  heavens* eternal  God  73 

flow  awfn!  is  thy  chalt'nicg  rod  *I7 

How  pleafrnt,  how  divinely  fair  ^  l6 7 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid  * 77 

H*  rhat  hath  made  his  refuge  God    >  *»J 

He  reigns;  the  Lord,  the  SaViour reigns  197 

L  :  .:  me,  O  God,  dot  hide  thy  face  *p5 

Happy  is  he  that  feats  the  Lord  233 

How  (ball  the  voung  fecure  their  hearts  itf 

How  did  mv  heart  rejoice  to  bear  264 

How  pleased  and  blefs'd  was  I  «>5 

be  God  of  truth  and  love  a6S 

i-^v  oleaiart  -'tis  to  fee             '  *7& 

Happy  the  citv,  where  their  fons  29? 

TN  anger,  Lord,  do  not  cbaftife  *  $ 

I ~ I  fet  the  Lord  before  ray  face        ;  3  < 

In  thee,  great  God,  witfifongsot  praife  4^ 

tJi'fi  my  foul  to  God  54 

I  will  extol  thee.  Lord,  en  high  &o 

-  -els  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ,7° 

ted  paiientfort  *2 

I'll  fpeak  the  honors  of  my  k:ng  9- 

I  A 


A     TABL  E. 

In  hade,  O  Gcd,  attend  my  caftj  14* 

In  JuJah  God  of  old  was  known;.  2  y4 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  him  i  207 

I  love  the  Lord  :   he  heard  my  cries,  '    238 

If  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  cod  *?o 

If  God  to  bail  1  the  houfe  deny,  ibid 

J^  ihere  ambition  in  my  fieart  ?  074 

In  ail  my  vali  concerns  with  thee,  291 

I'll  praife  my  Maker  with  my  bf  eath,  30* 

In  God  s  own  houfe  pronounce  his  prftife,  31  \ 

JUST  are  thy  ways,  and  trVe.  thy  word,  38 
Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  wavs,       <7 

Judge  me,  O  God,  and  plead  my  caufei  '  $7 

Junges,  who  rule  the  woi  Id  by  laws,  1  it 

Jeius  (hall  reign  where'er  the  fun  146 

Jehovah  reigns  :  he  dwells  in  light,  289 

Joy  to  the  world—the  Lord  is  come  ;  200 

Jeius,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne,  219 

LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  nre  when  1  pray,  13 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  (halt  hear  14 

Lord,  I  can  fuffer  thy  rebukes  1  ? 

Lord,  what  uas  man  when  made  at  iirfi:,  20 

Lord,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove  3  <; 

Lord,  thou  hail feen  my  fou!  lincere,  37 

Lord,  I  wiH  biefs  thea  all  my, days,             /  69 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old,  83 

Let  Zion  in  her  king  rejoice,  93 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  concei'v'd  in  fin  ;  108 

Lord,  I  would  fpreadmy  fore  diftrefs  .  1 10 

Let  finners  take  their  courfe,                    -  115 

Lord,  thou  haft  fcourg'd  our  guilty  land,  120 

let  God  arife  in  all  his  might,  $34 

Lord,  when  thcu  didft  afcend  on  high,  135 

Lord,  what  a  though  -efs  wretch  was  I,  14^ 

Let  children  hear  ^e  mighty  deeds  J58 

Lord  of  the  worlds  aboyej  169 


A    T  A  B  L  E. 

p 

Lordjthuuhaft-callM  thy  grace  to  mind, 

Lord,  if  thine  eyes  fiu  vey  our  faulty 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 

Lord,  'tis  a  pieafant  thing  to  (land 

Let  ail  the  earth  their  voices  raife, 

Let  earth,  with  ev'ry  i-ile  and  fea-     ; 

Let  Zion  and  her  fpns  ixjoice— 

Lord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  :cry, 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  coiner-ilone  j 

Lord,  I  efteera  thy  judgments  rigjfit, 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

Lo  !  what  an  entertajfibg  f^ht 

Lord,  thou  haft  ienrclvd  and  ieen  me  thro  , 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  me; ci.es  o'er, 

Lord;  what  is  man,  poor  feebly  rhar^j 

Long  as  1  live  Lit  plefs  thy  rame. 

Let  .ev'ry  tongue  thy  gc -odr/Hs  ipeak, 

Let  Zion  praife  the  might/  God,  $04 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  L6rd,  3°8 

Let  every  creature  join  3 t 0 

AKER  and  fov'reign  Lord,  ? 

—  My  God,  how  many  aie  my  fears,  ix 

My  truft  is  in  my  heavenly  friend,  16 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love,  eg 

My  ftepherd  is  the  living  Lord ;  £0 

My  fliepherd  'will  lupply  my  need,  5  r 

Mine  eyes  and  my  dehre  56 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
My  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men 
My  fpiiit  links  within  me,  Lord, 

My  Saviour  and  my  King,  £9 

My  God,  in  whjm  are  all  the  fprirjgs  *  1  ? 

My  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone  ;_  t%z 

i  My  God,  permit  my  tongue  12.5 

My  God,  my  everlafling  hope,  143 


AGE, 

*7* 

1*3 

184 

j  83 

iy6 

199 

sod 

S4* 

245 

250 

7  5  I 

ibid 

277 

*CR 

293 

297 

?99 

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A     T  ABLE. 

PAG' 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend  14- 

My  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place  10? 

My  never-ceafingfong  (hall  fhow  17, 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  fofig  ic; 

My  foul,  repeat  his  praife  ar 

My  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  1 1 

My  God,  confider  my  diftrefs  a  s  - 

My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dufr. 
My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 
My  God,  accept  my  ear'y  vows 
My  righteous  Judge,  my  graciows  God 
My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praife 

NOW  may  the  God  of  pow'rand  grace 
Mow  from  die  roaring  lion's  rage 
Now  let  our  mournful  fongs  record 
Now  be  my  heart  infpir'd  to  {ir.g 
Now  fhall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid 
Now  'etour  lips,  with  holy  fear 
Now  Fm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
Not  t»  ourfelves,  who  are  bur  duft 
Not  to  our  names,  thou  only  juft  and  true 
No  fleep  no«  (lumber  to  bis  eyes 

OLORD,  how  many  are  mv  foes 
O  God  of  grace  and  righteoufnefa 
O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  Ki 
O  Lord,  our  Lord,  hew  v/csdrcus  great 
Oh  bkffied  fouls  are  they 
Oh  happy  nation  where  the  Lord 
Oh  for  a  ihont  of facred joy 
O  thou  that  hear'ft  when  finners  cry 
O  God  of  mercy  hiar  my  call 
O  God,  my  refugerWar  raY  cr^s 

0  thod  whi  rergfis  on  high 

1  at  a  Ftiflfrebt  fibiw  houfe 
O  God  of  my  felvation  hear 
#ur  God,  our  h«Ip.  in  ages  paft 


A    TABLE, 

FAGS, 

lb.  God  I  to  whom  revenue  belongs  19  c 

Of  j: ■  'lice  and  cf  £race>  I  fing  io\ 

Ob  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul  aio 

P  :'!i.  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord  340 

D  how  {  lore  thy  holy  law  249 

that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  way  254 

;p  that  thy  fUtutes  ev'ry  hour         j  a? 7 

fib  thou,  whole  grace  and  juftice  re'gn  a')6 

):  O  happy  man;  whofe  foul  is  fill'd  27? 

)iOut  cf  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs  £73 

PRESERVE  me,  Lord ,  in  time  of  need  3 1 

Praife  waits  in  Zfon,  Lord,  for  thee  ii$ 

P-aife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt,  his  name  279 

(i  Protecl' us,  Lofd,  from  fata',  harm  j  293 

d  Praife  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  {hall  join  30* 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raife  303 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  66' 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  flats  179 

Return,  O  God  of  love,  return  i?4 

SAVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  foe  3s 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  father  fay  3  Z 

[Shew  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive  107 

Sing,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord  131 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  mine  133 
Save  me,  6  God,  the  fwelling  floods           ,     13 7 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  i?« 

iSing  to  the  Lord  aloud  164 

I  Salvation  is  for  ever  nigh                 ■  ijf* 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  187 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  193 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands  J95 

Songs  of  immortal  praife  betong  330 

See  what  a  living  (lone  2,44. 

Sv-cet  is  the  mern'ry  of  thy  grace  300 

flPHE  man  is  ever  blefs'd  6 
1    Thee  #tll  1  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength     36 


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To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 


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The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord. 
The  Lord  my  fhepherd'is, 

The  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's  I , 

This  fpacious  earth  is  ai!  the  Lord's,  ibid 

i  he  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

To  thet,  O  Lord,  i  raife  my  ci "ies,  "  ,1 

1  o  thee,  O  Goo  of  truth  .and  love,  jtf 

Tnus  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord,  g0 

Teach  me  the  meafure  of  mv  days,  '  8  i 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  •<  Your  work  is  rain,  8H 

The  wonders*  Lord,  thy  !o/e  has  wrought,  2j 

I  he  king  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face,  9% 

The  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  tfcrone  0o 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  tfo  fpacious  fields, 

J  lie  Lord,  the  judge,  his  churches  warns, 

The  Lord,  the  lcVreign,  fends  his  fummons 

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The  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth,  ict 

.  i  was  m.the  watches  of  the  night  i  zs 

The  praife  of  Zion  waits  for  thee,  1 2-» 

The  God  of  our  falvation  hears  i  £ 

'Tts  by  thy  ftrej)gth  the  mountains  ftand  i  20 

■J  was  for  our  fake,  eternal  Gad ,  1  - 1 

To  thee,  roofi  high  and  holy  God,  1  U 

To  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice,  i(i 

Think' mighty  God,  on  feebJe  man,     -  i3c 

Tgro*  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God,  181 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high;  iqo  1 

1  he  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  ibid  1 

The  Lord  is  come;  the  heavens  proclaim  1  98  ] 

The  almighty  reigns  exalted  high  ibid 

To  our  almighty  maker,  God,  199 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns,  200 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  !  209 

The  Lord ,  the  fov'reign  king,  a  1  % 

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Thus  God,  th^  eternal  father,  fpake  32.7 

Mius  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  Tea  228 

I  hat  man  is  bleis'd  who  Hands  in  awe  an 

Thrice  happy  man.  who  fears  the  Lord,  a3<ft 

i  n  y  n  a ra  e ,  a !  n  1  i gh  ty  Lord ,  2. 1  ( 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now,  ibid 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  mads,  343 

To  thee,  before  the  dawning  light,  3  46 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  ;  ^*1 

Thy  mercies  rill'  the  earth,  O  Lord,       '  2r* 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  e?er-b)e$*  2so 
T.o  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes,  '  zH 
Tvyas  froft  thv  hand,  my  God,  1  came         ,  2S9 

I  o  God  1  made  my  ibrrows  known,  a?5 

TP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes,  &61 

L  Upwards  I  lift  mine  eyes,  363 

Jnfhaken  as  the  facred  hill,  267 

[Jp  from  my  youth,  may  Ifrael  fav,  2 7* 

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WHY  ^  "*e  nat'orjs  join  to  flay  9 
V  >     Why  did  *he  Tews  proclaim  their  rage  ibid 

Wjth  my  whole  heart  1*11  raife  mv  fong  2i 

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Why  ooth  the  Lord  depart  fo  far                 '        2- 

Who  mail  inhabit  in  thy  hiij,  A 

Who  fhall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place,  3o 

When  Goo  is  nigh,  mx  faith  is  ilrong,  ~~ 

We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  v/c  adore,,  ^g 

jfliyhas  mv  Gcd  Biy.fed  fcrfook  'A7 

inhere  fnall  the  man  i  ^ 

ghile  I  keep  filexce,  and  conceal  '(,'* 

A'hiie  men  grow  held  in  wicked  ways,  ji 

$  hen  man  grows  bod  in  fin  jj 

iVhy  fkculd  I  vex  my  foul,  and  fret  76 

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Why  mould  the  mighty  rn                  call  m 

'Why  (honk!  the  hanghty  hero  I  113 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief  121 

We  blefa  the  Lord,  the  jufv,  the  good  1  *6 

Will  God  forever  caft  a>  off  15 1 

'  When  Ifrael  imrfd  the  Lord  reprov'd  too 

..With  reverence  let  the  faints  appear  176 

Who  will  atife  and  plead  my  v\.  19; 
Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God 
»When  God,  provoked  with  daring  crimes 

When                iied  from  Pharaoh's  hand  235 
What  mail  I  render  to  my  God 
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When  pain  and  anguiih  fcize  me,  L< 

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Wheni,.w^h  pleating  winder,  ifcana 

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1    Ye  fona  of  pride,  that  hate  the  jufl  9! 

«'  Yet,"  faith  the  Loid,  "  if  David's  race  17I 

Ye  fons  cf  men ,  a  feeble  race  1 8 1 

Yc  nat.ipn)R round  the  earth,  rejoice  s4 

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